Polo G - Pop Out Again Lyrics






[Intro:]
JD On Tha Track
Iceberg want a bag, bitch

[Polo G:]
We pop out at your party, I'm with the gang
And it's gon' be a robbery, so tuck ya chain
I'm a killer, girl, I'm sorry, but I can't change
We ain't aimin' for your body, shots hit your brain
We come from poverty, man, we ain't have a thing
It's a lot of animosity, but they won't say my name
Them killers rock with me, lil' nigga, don't get banged
'Cause they'll do that job for me while I hop on a plane

She heard I'm a star, now she tryna take her clothes off
Faceshot with this AR, I'm bound to knock a nigga nose off
Drowsy off the Act', I'm sippin' lean until I doze off
My homie trappin' like it's laundry day, he drop a load off
Police at the bando, hit the back and cut the stove off
Used to hustle packs but now I'm richer than my old boss
Almost summertime, I'm finna see how much the Rolls cost
If her friend ain't fuckin', kick her out and make them hoes walk
Runnin' through them hundreds, new blue check, I guess I'm verified
Cappin' of this ecstasy, I'm rollin' like I'm paralyzed
You weren't out there thuggin' with the killers, you was terrified
All my niggas pop out in them trenches, we don't never hide

We pop out at your party, I'm with the gang
And it's gon' be a robbery, so tuck ya chain
I'm a killer, girl, I'm sorry, but I can't change
We ain't aimin' for your body, shots hit your brain
We come from poverty, man, we ain't have a thing
It's a lot of animosity, but they won't say my name
Them killers rock with me, lil' nigga, don't get banged
'Cause they'll do that job for me while I hop on a plane

[Lil Baby:]
None of my hoes got a lot of mileage
Keep it G, your style is childish
Proud of myself, I finally found it
Only keep the guys around me
I go extra dressing with this drip, I call it Thousand Island
I can make my youngin snatch your necklace for a thousand dollars
Soon as we sexin', thousand problems
Hoppin' on jets, this money calling
I still be thuggin', I'm sorry, mama
Pop out, I'm on every corner
VVS on every stone
This jewelry got my head gone
These bankrolls got my head gone
These meds got my head gone
We been poppin' out since middle school
This lifestyle ain't nothing new
But we'll get rid of you, yeah
We been poppin' out since middle school
This shit here ain't nothing new
Polo, what you tell 'em, fool?

[Polo G:]
We pop out at your party, I'm with the gang
And it's gon' be a robbery, so tuck ya chain
I'm a killer, girl, I'm sorry, but I can't change
We ain't aimin' for your body, shots hit your brain
We come from poverty, man, we ain't have a thing
It's a lot of animosity, but they won't say my name
Them killers rock with me, lil' nigga, don't get banged
'Cause they'll do that job for me while I hop on a plane

[Gunna:]
And don't gotta explain (Nah), 'cause I got plenty stains (Stains)
I pull up in Ferraris when I hop on the plane (No cap)
Got diamonds on my Cartis (Cartis), I see you niggas lame (Lame)
I'm in Miami Garden with a Richard Mille plain (Richard Mille plain)
I'm a seed, you can't put me in a grave (No)
Somebody pray for me 'cause I couldn't have been a slave (No)
Float on the D-U-B's, we had cash back in the day (Yeah)
Now the Rollie say the date, roll around in two-door Wraith (Two Wraiths)
You gotta work hard, just can't make it off of faith
I sold me a lil' hard for a few thousands, I was straight (Straight)
I been jumped off the porch, learned to hustle for a plate
Now the shrimp come with a steak, five star condo where I lay

[Polo G:]
We pop out at your party, I'm with the gang
And it's gon' be a robbery, so tuck ya chain
I'm a killer, girl, I'm sorry, but I can't change
We ain't aimin' for your body, shots hit your brain
We come from poverty, man, we ain't have a thing
It's a lot of animosity, but they won't say my name
Them killers rock with me, lil' nigga, don't get banged
'Cause they'll do the job for me while I hop on a plane





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  1. K.... k....

    I love this song

  2. j.... N....

    Man polo vers e on this one better

  3. g.... j....

    oh my go how are you so good LOVE it

  4. A.... K....

    Next song pop out again again with Nle and ywm melly

  5. N.... K....

    2020 Slapping Hard

  6. K.... G....

    [Intro]
    JD On Tha Track
    Iceberg want a bag, bitch

    [Chorus: Polo G]
    We pop out at your party, I'm with the gang
    And it's gon' be a robbery, so tuck ya chain
    I'm a killer, girl, I'm sorry, but I can't change
    We ain't aimin' for your body, shots hit your brain
    We come from poverty, man, we ain't have a thing
    It's a lot of animosity, but they won't say my name
    Them killers rock with me, lil' nigga, don't get banged
    'Cause they'll do that job for me while I hop on a plane

    [Verse 1: Polo G]
    She heard I'm a star, now she tryna take her clothes off
    Faceshot with this AR, I'm bound to knock a nigga nose off
    Drowsy off the Act', I'm sippin' lean until I doze off
    My homie trappin' like it's laundry day, he drop a load off
    Police at the bando, hit the back and cut the stove off
    Used to hustle packs but now I'm richer than my old boss
    Almost summertime, I'm finna see how much the Rolls cost
    If her friend ain't fuckin', kick her out and make them hoes walk
    Runnin' through them hundreds, new blue check, I guess I'm verified
    Cappin' off this ecstasy, I'm rollin' like I'm paralyzed
    You weren't out there thuggin' with the killers, you was terrified
    All my niggas pop out in them trenches, we don't never hide


    [Chorus: Polo G]
    We pop out at your party, I'm with the gang
    And it's gon' be a robbery, so tuck ya chain
    I'm a killer, girl, I'm sorry, but I can't change
    We ain't aimin' for your body, shots hit your brain
    We come from poverty, man, we ain't have a thing
    It's a lot of animosity, but they won't say my name
    Them killers rock with me, lil' nigga, don't get banged
    'Cause they'll do that job for me while I hop on a plane

    [Verse 2: Lil Baby]
    None of my hoes got a lot of mileage
    Keep it G, your style is childish
    Proud of myself, I finally found it
    Only keep the guys around me
    I go extra dressing with this drip, I call it Thousand Island
    I can make my youngin snatch your necklace for a thousand dollars
    Soon as we sexin', thousand problems
    Hoppin' on jets, this money calling
    I still be thuggin', I'm sorry, mama
    Pop out, I'm on every corner
    VVS on every stone
    This jewelry got my head gone
    These bankrolls got my head gone
    These meds got my head gone
    We been poppin' out since middle school
    This lifestyle ain't nothing new
    But we'll get rid of you, yeah
    We been poppin' out since middle school
    This shit here ain't nothing new
    Polo, what you tell 'em, fool?


    [Chorus: Polo G]
    We pop out at your party, I'm with the gang
    And it's gon' be a robbery, so tuck ya chain
    I'm a killer, girl, I'm sorry, but I can't change
    We ain't aimin' for your body, shots hit your brain
    We come from poverty, man, we ain't have a thing
    It's a lot of animosity, but they won't say my name
    Them killers rock with me, lil' nigga, don't get banged
    'Cause they'll do that job for me while I hop on a plane

    [Verse 3: Gunna]
    And don't gotta explain (Nah), 'cause I got plenty stains (Stains)
    I pull up in Ferraris when I hop on the plane (No cap)
    Got diamonds on my Cartis (Cartis), I see you niggas lame (Lame)
    I'm in Miami Garden with a Richard Mille plain (Richard Mille plain)
    I'm a seed, you can't put me in a grave (No)
    Somebody pray for me 'cause I couldn't have been a slave (No)
    Float on the D-U-B's, we had cash back in the day (Yeah)
    Now the Rollie say the date, roll around in two-door Wraith (Two Wraiths)
    You gotta work hard, just can't make it off of faith
    I sold me a lil' hard for a few thousands, I was straight (Straight)
    I been jumped off the porch, learned to hustle for a plate
    Now the shrimp come with a steak, five star condo where I lay

    [Chorus: Polo G]
    We pop out at your party, I'm with the gang
    And it's gon' be a robbery, so tuck ya chain
    I'm a killer, girl, I'm sorry, but I can't change
    We ain't aimin' for your body, shots hit your brain
    We come from poverty, man, we ain't have a thing
    It's a lot of animosity, but they won't say my name
    Them killers rock with me, lil' nigga, don't get banged
    'Cause they'll do the job for me while I hop on a plane

  7. G.... T....

    Yasss!!! 2020

  8. N.... ....

    hi i’m in the school right now

  9. R.... Y....

    this nigga is the goat of the century, and he got the realest lyrics in his songs for the understanding his shit is deep sometimes🔥🔥

  10. T.... B....

    Why does gunna always sound sick

  11. I.... b....

    99% comments lil tjay : am I a joke

    1% Me right now : Hi

  12. J.... W....

    Who remembers them hot Summer days playing this album?

  13. T.... W....

    polo g da goat !!

  14. J.... p....

    Yeet yeet yeet yeet yeet yeet

  15. z.... l....

    feel low key bad for tjay brooo

  16. C.... B....

    Hilojkhhng

  17. Z.... S....

    Gunna verse 👑👑👑

  18. R.... A....

    Lil Baby and Gunna go hard asl on this‼️

  19. D.... L....

    like for music video

  20. F.... S....

    Pop out at yo potty

  21. P.... C....

    Gunna verse is 🤮

  22. C.... C....

    Thisimyshit.....

  23. C.... F....

    Has anyone noticed all Taurus’s / polo g’s songs are in the 3 minute mark

  24. I.... M....

    🎶🎶🎶🎶🎶🎶🎶🎶🤑🤑🤑🤑🤑👍👍👍👍👍👍👍😝😜😛

  25. G.... J....

    Get the fuck out my face if you're not gonna hit the like button 😡😡😡😵😡😡😡😵😡😡😡😵😡😡😡😵😡😡😡😡😈

  26. N.... F....

    Gunna did his thing for a remix verse !

  27. S.... S....

    Making everybody look weak in the rap game.....this dude got slaps

  28. E.... L....

    Polo G - Pop out again Remix feat. 2pac, Notorious B.I.G, Big L

  29. C.... C....

    Can someone make a version with polo’s verse on this song, tjay, and gunna?

  30. y.... m....

    I think its only show how good lil tjay is both lil baby and gunna and still his verse is missing #polo'smistakes

  31. J.... R....

    Why he do lil tjay like that

  32. L.... B....

    Who else is as confused as me I was good with tjay not this shit no what the hell is going on someone tell me I am literally screaming

  33. R.... T....

    Wove ur song bro it's like one of my new favs learned it today from my brother and he is the best bro anyone can ask for

  34. D.... R....

    This better than pop out

  35. S.... E....

    POP OUT WHIT POLO G BOOGIE WIT DA HOODIE AND LIL BABY AND LIL TJAY AND LIL TECCA AND LIL MOSEY

  36. Z.... G....

    I popa at your mom jk

  37. L.... B....

    If her friend aint fucking kick em out and make them hoes walk 😭😭

  38. J.... N....

    Piper wants a bag bitch

  39. J.... L....

    What the fuck is this pop out is better with lil tjay this fucking gay

  40. D.... _....

    🤙🏾

  41. F.... S....

    Gunna vocal cords ashy asf

  42. E.... d....

    0:25 hip-hop quotable "a lot of animosity but they won't say my name"

  43. W.... B....

    ❤️polo g 🔥🎬🇹🇭🇹🇭🇹🇭🇹🇭

  44. A.... A....

    My niece sings this and she has a lisp 🤣
    JUST IMAGINE

  45. A.... A....

    Afeuebeheyeryeryrr

  46. L.... A....

    you're my idol !!

  47. D.... ....

    Stop scrolling, litsen to the song

  48. L.... H....

    Who else is disappointed asf when the radio plays this version instead of the original

    L.... H....

    Luke Halstead No one cuz the new one is betetr

  49. T.... T....

    This beat hits different‼️

  50. A.... Q....

    the other one is better

  51. E.... B....

    This lit!!! 🔥🔥

  52. A.... H....

    Ya true

  53. P.... C....

    OG version better I don’t like the remix

  54. L.... F....

    I love you music man keep it going Polo G

  55. M.... S....

    🛫💯🛬🤟🤟💯🐐💰

  56. B.... u....

    Who else like this song

  57. Y.... d....

    JD On Tha Track
    Iceberg want a bag, bitch
    We pop out at your party, I'm with the gang
    And it's gon' be a robbery, so tuck your chain
    I'm a killer, girl, I'm sorry, but I can't change
    We ain't aimin' for your body, shots hit your brain
    We come from poverty, man, we ain't have a thing
    It's a lot of animosity, but they won't say my name
    Them killers rock with me, lil' nigga, don't get banged
    'Cause they'll do that job for me while I hop on a plane
    She heard I'm a star, now she tryna take her clothes off
    Faceshot with this AR, I'm bound to knock a nigga nose off
    Drowsy off the Act', I'm sippin' lean until I doze off
    My homie trappin' like it's laundry day, he drop a load off
    Police at the bando, hit the back and cut the stove off
    Used to hustle packs but now I'm richer than my old boss
    Almost summertime, I'm finna see how much the Rolls cost
    If her friend ain't fuckin', kick her out and make them hoes walk
    Runnin' through them hunnids, new blue check, I guess I'm verified
    Cappin' off this ecstasy, I'm rollin' like I'm paralyzed
    You weren't out there thuggin' with the killers, you was terrified
    All my niggas pop out in them trenches, we don't never hide
    We pop out at your party, I'm with the gang
    And it's gon' be a robbery, so tuck your chain
    I'm a killer, girl, I'm sorry, but I can't change
    We ain't aimin' for your body, shots hit your brain
    We come from poverty, man, we ain't have a thing
    It's a lot of animosity, but they won't say my name
    Them killers rock with me, lil' nigga, don't get banged
    'Cause they'll do that job for me while I hop on a plane
    None of my hoes got a lot of mileage
    Keep it G, your style is childish
    Proud of myself, I finally found it
    Only keep the guys around me
    I go extra dressing with this drip, I call it Thousand Island
    I can make my youngin' snatch your necklace for a thousand dollars
    Soon as we sexin', thousand problems
    Hoppin' on jets, this money calling
    I still be thuggin', I'm sorry, mama
    Pop out, I'm on every corner
    VVS on every stone
    This jewelry got my head gone
    These bankrolls got my head gone
    These meds got my head gone
    We been poppin' out since middle school
    This lifestyle ain't nothing new
    But we'll get rid of you, yeah
    We been poppin' out since middle school
    This shit here ain't nothing new
    Polo, what you tell 'em, fool?
    We pop out at your party, I'm with the gang
    And it's gon' be a robbery, so tuck your chain
    I'm a killer, girl, I'm sorry, but I can't change
    We ain't aimin' for your body, shots hit your brain
    We come from poverty, man, we ain't have a thing
    It's a lot of animosity, but they won't say my name
    Them killers rock with me, lil' nigga, don't get banged
    'Cause they'll do that job for me while I hop on a plane

    And don't gotta explain (nah), 'cause I got plenty stains (stains)
    I pull up in Ferraris when I hop on the plane (no cap)
    Got diamonds on my Cartis (Cartis), I see you niggas lame (lame)
    I'm in Miami Garden with a Richard Mille plain (Richard Mille plain)
    I'm a seed, you can't put me in a grave (no)
    Somebody prayed for me 'cause I couldn't have been a slave (no)
    Float on the D-U-Bs, we had cash back in the day (yeah)
    Now the Rollie say the date, roll around in two-door Wraith (two Wraiths)
    You gotta work hard, just can't make it off of faith
    I sold me a lil' hard for a few thousands, I was straight (straight)
    I been jumped off the porch, learned to hustle for a plate
    Now the shrimp come with a steak, five-star condo where I lay

  58. Y.... d....

    This needs a video

  59. D.... ....

    Pop out gangsta ft...bg and weezy

  60. I.... O....

    THIS IS WHAT COME FROM POVERTY IS!!! DAMN...POOR BLACK PEOPLE!!!

  61. M.... M....

    Drowsy off the act I’m sipping lean until i dose off

  62. L.... E....

    Nice music

  63. 8.... f....

    tax tho

  64. A.... S....

    Love your song doph

  65. B.... ....

    lil tjay 😭😭

  66. i.... g....

    im ngl. lil baby sounds like me when i wake up in the morning

  67. R.... R....

    Bruh why does lil baby’s in verse sound like that

  68. R.... T....

    Honest trash lol

  69. T.... S....

    This much better

  70. M.... P....

    Who is going through comments rn?

  71. O.... T....

    Im sippin lean til I doze off...

  72. S.... S....

    Lil baby ATE that Bitch.🔥🎤💯

  73. r.... ....

    This shouldve been the original🤷🏽‍♂️💯

  74. U.... G....

    Polo gutta why did u dich me mann im marcus riggs from facebook bro an i would still post for ya 1000%

  75. M.... M....

    thats mested up

  76. J.... F....

    Really happy

  77. J.... w....

    Gunna made the song better

  78. L.... K....

    “Polo, What you tell em, Fool?” 🔥

  79. F.... R....

    Pnb rock type beat

  80. B.... D....

    #MiamiGardens #183 #CarolCity

  81. A.... O....

    speaker knockers would have loved this

  82. T.... B....

    I prefer this than the original

  83. J.... M....

    This song go hard but Fuck Polo G he disrespected the Gangster Disciples them chicago niccas don't play that shit that'll get you smoked

  84. T.... S....

    Pop out one last time ft dirty Mike and the boys