[Intro: Bris]
I'm a known shotta
Yeah, n***a‚ I'm a soul stopper
(Space on the Beat)
I'm a pole popper (K$hare beats)
Make that n***a drop his pole‚ he a pole dropper
Ayy‚ he a pole dropper
You ain't really Fruitridge, you ain't know Poppa
Ayy, I'm a pole popper
You ain't really Meadowview‚ you ain't know Flocka, ayy

[Chorus: Bris]
I'm just tryna rob a ling ling longstocking, ayy
Pull up‚ pah-pah-pah, you hear that pole pop you, uh
I can't leave the scene until his soul dropping
I just lost my mind, so put me on topic
I'm just tryna rob a ling ling longstocking, ayy
Pull up, pah-pah-pah, you hear that pole pop you, uh
I can't leave the scene until his soul dropping
I just lost my mind, so put me on topic

[Verse 1: Bris]
They just shot my lil' brother, so it's time to double back
I can't fumble pack, I'm in this field, I'm playing running back
I can't stomach that, they killed my brothers, ain't no coming back
It's a drum attached, a body shot'll make his stomach fat
Ayy, what you wanna do?
Who you wanna shoot? Just make a call, you know I'm comin' through
If you come for me, it's guaranteed that I come for you
If it's love for me, it's love for you, you know it's hundred proof
I been cryin' for my brothers, they ain't here no more
If I ever catch that n***a, I'ma flip his load
If I ever get up close, fill him up with holes
Yeah, this shit is getting real, but this is how it goes
Yeah, this is how it go
If I whip out this pole, then I gotta blow
All you n***as cartoon like Geronimo
Bitch, I'm Fruitridge Blood Gang like I'm Hollygrove
[Chorus: Bris]
I'm just tryna rob a ling ling longstocking, ayy
Pull up, pah-pah-pah, you hear that pole pop you, uh
I can't leave the scene until his soul dropping
I just lost my mind, so put me on topic
I'm just tryna rob a ling ling longstocking, ayy
Pull up, pah-pah-pah, you hear that pole pop you, uh
I can't leave the scene until his soul dropping
I just lost my mind, so put me on topic

[Verse 2: G Man]
You n***as always hidin', I'm always in the streets
I'm from that 69 Meadowview, bitch, that's where I be
Come to the side, you gotta know you better keep a glick
Baby gotta pay for my time, no, this not for the free
Damn, how you n***as be folding when it's crunch time
He ain't really living that life up in his punchline
I was that lil' n***a in school cuttin' the lunch line
I'm always tryna run up a check, ain't got no fun time
Damn, I just hit up my Asians, I need like twenty P's
Hit a stick and move and fuck around and got it for the free
Get it how you live, bitch, I'm starving, family gotta eat
N***as ain't rich, so I ain't tryna go to sleep, ayy
We got big shit
Don't make us go hit your block and really flip shit
Heard the n***a mad 'cause he got his bitch hit
Stop lurkin' on my page, go on your bitch shit, n***a
[Chorus: Bris]
I'm just tryna rob a ling ling longstocking, ayy
Pull up, pah-pah-pah, you hear that pole pop you, uh
I can't leave the scene until his soul dropping
I just lost my mind, so put me on topic
I'm just tryna rob a ling ling longstocking, ayy
Pull up, pah-pah-pah, you hear that pole pop you, uh
I can't leave the scene until his soul dropping
I just lost my mind, so put me on topic

[Verse 3: Bris]
Shots poppin' off, they took Lil Poppa
And they took Bub, I'm tryna catch an opper, ayy
Man, they took my brothers, we bought hella choppers
I can't leave the scene until I hit a helicopter
It's a lot of n***as speaking, half of 'em homies
Suckers thought they caught me leaking, but I had it on me
If you think that I don't keep it, you can ask the brodie
I'ma call you old man 'cause you pass the 40
Ayy, I need a million dollars
Bitch did me dirty, but gave me money, so I still'll call her
I was in the barter gettin' smarter, tryna get farther
Now I gotta think a little harder, I got a son and daughter (I got kids)
Ayy, you see that ling ling (You see that ling ling)
I been plottin' on him, you see his chain bling bling (You see it bling bling)
I can tell that he got it, he in that bing bing (He in that big body)
In all black, we took his chain, that's a clean scene (I ain't see nobody)
[Chorus: Bris]
I'm just tryna rob a ling ling longstocking, ayy
Pull up, pah-pah-pah, you hear that pole pop you, uh
I can't leave the scene until his soul dropping
I just lost my mind, so put me on topic