[Intro: Poundside Pop]
Yeah, she know Pop get a lot
Yeah, yeah
Oh, uh, 5ive
Count up a whole lot of racks
I get the guapy
Whole lotta
Yeah

[Chorus: Poundside Pop]
Bitches know I get the guap (I get the guapy)
Bitches know I get the guap (I get the guap)
She know Pop got a lot (I got a lot)
She know Pop got a lot (I get the guapy)
Bitch, I be throwin' up 5's (Throwin' up 5's)
2500 my block (My block)
Bitches know Pop keep the guap (I get the guap), yeah
Bitches know I got the Glock, yeah (I got the Glock)
I made a lot off the block (I made a lot), yeah
I made a lot off the block (I made a lot), yeah
Young n***a whippin' the pot (Whippin' the whip), yeah
I whip that shit 'til it lock (What?)
Young n***as sellin' them rocks (Sellin' them rocks)
I put that shit on the block (Shit on the block)
I made a lot off the block (I made a lot), yeah
Bitches know Pop get the guap (I get the guap)
Bitches know I get the guap (I get the guapy)
Bitches know I get the guap (I get the guap)
She know Pop got a lot (I got a lot)
She know Pop got a lot (I got a lot)
Bitch, I be throwin' up 5's (Throwin' up 5's)
2500 my block (My block)
Bitches know Pop keep the guap (I get the guap)
Bitches know I got the Glock, yeah (I got the Glock)
I made a lot off the block (I made a lot), yeah
I made a lot off the block (I made a lot), yeah
Young n***a whippin' the pot (Whippin' the whip), yeah
I whip that shit 'til it lock (What?)
Young n***as sellin' them rocks (Sellin' them rocks)
I put that shit on the block (Shit on the block)
I made a lot off the block (I made a lot)
Bitches know Pop get the guap (I get the guapy)
[Verse 1: Poundside Pop]
(What? What? Yeah)
Open the moshie (Open the moshie), yeah
N***as can't stop me (N***as can't)
I used to trap out that alley (I used to trap out that)
(Yeah, what? What? Yeah)
She know Pop get the guap (I get the guap)
She know I got a lot (I got a lot), yeah
She know I got the Glock (I got the Glock), yeah
Bitches keep fallin' for Pop
Bitches be digging my watch
N***as be stealin' my style
N***as depending on Pop
I move the grams on the block
I feed the fam out the block
Smokers keep callin' for rocks, yeah
I go on tour for the guap, yeah
Pour up a four or a five, yeah
I put the pound on the five, yeah
I got these motherfuckers hot, yeah
My bro on the run from the cops
I gotta move with the dark
Pop got a sponsor by Glock
Chiefy come through with the mop
I drive the Lambos a lot, yeah
I'm in a Lamb' sippin' Wock, yeah
These bitches get naked for Pop, yeah, yeah, yeah
Bitches know I get the guapo (I get the guapo), yeah
My bitch Dominicano (Dominicano), yeah
I got this bitch in Morocco (Morocco), yeah
I made that bitch call me guapo (Bitch, call me guapo), yeah
I got that work like El Chapo (El Chapo), yeah
I drive a truck on an oppo (The oppo), yeah
I took the Zoo to the toppo (To the toppo), yeah
N***as ain't drippin' like Popo be, yeah
[Chorus: Poundside Pop]
Bitches know I get the guap (I get the guapy)
Bitches know I get the guap (I get the guap)
She know Pop got a lot (I got a lot)
She know Pop got a lot (I get the guapy)
Bitch, I be throwin' up 5's (Throwin' up 5's)
2500 my block (My block)
Bitches know Pop keep the guap (I get the guap), yeah
Bitches know I got the Glock, yeah (I got the Glock)
I made a lot off the block (I made a lot), yeah
I made a lot off the block (I made a lot), yeah
Young n***a whippin' the pot (Whippin' the whip), yeah
I whip that shit 'til it lock (What?)
Young n***as sellin' them rocks (Sellin' them rocks)
I put that shit on the block (Shit on the block)
I made a lot off the block (I made a lot), yeah
Bitches know, hey

[Verse 2: Lancey Foux]
Bitch, you know I get the guap (Yeah)
And it ain't never gon' stop
Yeah, I Rollie her wrist, fuck a rock
Yeah, been stackin' a lot, can't fit in the safe
Can't wait 'til the Cybertruck drop it’s a race
Paddle shifts in the M4, it's a chase
Just bought a crib, so this money ain't waste
You got somethin' to say 'til I'm in your face (Shit)
Guapy, tell me who gonna stop me? (Stop)
Little man, talk to me properly (Huh?)
Ice on me, I'm playin' hockey (Yeah)
Already died, can't drop me, uh
Me and Poundside like the lottery (Yeah)
Throwin' pound signs in the lobby (Yeah)
Philly to London, we get the guapy
Infiniti truck 45 in the front seat
She want a n***a that's bossy
Been livin' a movie, shit ain't Jumanji
Yeah, everything costly
My n***as'll slime you out, trust me (Huh)
But don't trust me (Yeah)
In the mirror, lookin' at money now, suddenly
I can never be ugly (Yeah)
[Chorus: Poundside Pop]
Bitches know I get the guap (I get the guap)
Bitches know I get the guap (I get the guap)
She know Pop got a lot (I got a lot)
She know Pop got a lot (I got a lot)
Bitch, I be throwin' up 5's (Throwin' up 5's)
2500 my block (My block)
Bitches know Pop keep the guap (I get the guap), yeah
Bitches know I got the Glock (I got the Glock)
I made a lot off the block (I made a lot)
I made a lot off the block (I made a lot), yeah
Young n***a whippin' the pot (Whippin' the whip), yeah
I whip that shit 'til it lock (What?)
Young n***as sellin' them rocks (Sellin' them rocks)
I put that shit on the block (Shit on the block)
I made a lot off the block (I made a lot)
Bitches know Pop get the guap (I get the guapy)