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Pop Lyrics
Artist: Schoolboy Q
The song "Pop" by Schoolboy Q, featuring Rico Nasty, is an energetic track that encapsulates themes of dominance, power, and self-assuredness. The repetition of "Pop" in the lyrics is not just a sound; it symbolizes the act of firing shots or casing explosions, serving as a metaphor for making a bold statement or unleashing one's power. Schoolboy Q's verses highlight his fearlessness and invincibility, showcasing an aggressive yet confident demeanor. For instance, his reference to snatching wave caps off and removing gang tattoos can be interpreted as a symbol of domination and erasing identities, which underscores the theme of asserting control over others. The song also touches on vulnerability beneath the surface, as seen in the mention of scratching a luxury car, hinting at a disregard for materialistic symbols of success.
On the other hand, the song "Pop Shit" by Schoolboy Q carries a thme centered around the artist's pride and resilience. It underscores his self-confidence and determination to succeed against all odds. The lyrics reflect Schoolboy Q's journey of self-reliance and hard work, emphasizing his independence and ability to overcome obstacles without external assistance. For example, comparing himself to James Harden and Giannis Antetokounmpo, Schoolboy Q draws parallels to their success and resilience, encouraging listeners to persist and believe in their potential despite their backgrounds. Moreover, the song conveys a sense of control and dominance within the industry, likening the artist's role to taking care of others in a competitive environment.
Both tracks demonstrate Schoolboy Q's lyrical prowess and his ability to weave complex themes of empowerment, individuality, and dominance through his music. The songs serve as anthems for asserting one's power and navigating through adversity with confidence and self-belief.
Pop Lyrics
Pop by Schoolboy Q
Nah-nah-nah, yeah
Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah
Yeah-yeah, uh
I've been gettin' money back then
Making plays, top ten, uh
Look at me, the 'Rari backed in, hmm
Yeah, I was patched in, uh
Hella million sold, no friends (No, no)
b**ch, I was locked in (Yeah, yeah)
Leveled up, nigga, popped it
Nigga, popped it, nigga, popped it, nigga, popped it
Nigga, pop, pop, pop, pop, pop, pop
Pop, nigga, pop, nigga
Pop, nigga, pop, nigga
Pop, nigga, pop, nigga
Pop, nigga, pop, nigga
Pop, nigga, pop, uh
Gang activities, nigga
(Pop, pop, pop)
Suu, uh, uh
Ah, uh
I probably shouldn't walk, where I walk, nigga
Socked out, watch the way you talkin', when you talk, nigga (Uh)
Yeah (Got me f**ked up, look)
I'm snatching niggas wave caps off, gang tats off
f**k yo' set, hat get soaked
Spill that yolk, Figg Side
f**k that boy, smoke that boy (Yeah)
Chase 'em down, do that boy, we left that boy (Ah)
Get buck, get buck, get buck, get buck
Get buck, get buck, buck, buck
Get buck, get buck, get buck, get buck, uh (Suu)
What we talkin' 'bout, huh?
Gang sh*t, I invented that, huh?
I'm real as they—, come, look
Just got the Wraith, damn, I scratched it up
I guess, the Bentley truck, I'm killin' they act, uh
Put one in yo' back, b**ch, one in yo' hat, uh
We sellin' it max, nigga, keepin' it packed
To Asia and back, nigga
China to Europe, Europe to Africa, black
So run me my stats, uh, two million in that, nigga
Three million in that, four million in that, nigga (Ay)
Put fifty in that, nigga, a hunnid in this, I never could miss
Nigga, we jump out that b**ch, yeah, check off the list
You rappin' and this, nigga, we really do this
Pussy, you really's a b**ch
Nigga pop
Dime piece, fo' piece, cock that
Bad b**ch, can't speak
She can't hold back (Yeah)
Nigga pop, nigga pop, nigga pop
Nigga pop, nigga pop, nigga pop (Pop, pop, pop, pop)
Nigga pop, nigga pop, nigga pop (Yeah)
Dime piece, fo' piece, cock that (Pop, pop, pop)
Bad b**ch, can't speak
She can't hold back (Woo!)
Nigga pop, nigga pop, nigga pop
Nigga pop, nigga pop, nigga pop (Pop, pop, pop, pop)
Nigga pop, nigga pop, nigga pop
Pop, pop, pop, pop, pop, pop, pop, pop
Pop, pop, pop, pop, pop, pop, pop, pop (Yeah)
(Gang sh*t, suu)
Pop nigga, pop nigga
Pop nigga, pop nigga
Pop nigga, pop nigga (Woo-hoo)
Pop nigga, pop nigga (Suu)
I ain't poppin' my sh*t, I keep a spear
I'm fresh as a mint, I'm hard as cement
You can't leave a dent, demolish him, finish him
We gon' belittle him, don't f**k with little men
I'm not the middle man, b**ches was watchin'
You gotta be kidding me, riddle me this
How many times I gotta tell y'all motherf**kas?
Stop stealing this sh-
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