POP IT OFF Lyrics – Aitch

Read the full POP IT OFF lyrics by Aitch and Kenzo Str8Drop along with the music video, song credits, release information and other details about the song. If you enjoy Aitch’s music, you can also explore LUV? and LOCKED IN, two other songs by Aitch.

[Intro: Aitch]
Yeah

[Verse 1: Aitch]
Couple hundred thousand for the whip that I don’t ever drive (Skrrt)
I still pull up on your chick and tell her, “Get inside”
Most the s*it that we get up to can’t be televised (Shh)
Every country that I touch, I’m getting recognised
Popstar, gotta watch my mouth before it’s jeopardised, yeah
Brodie clean the dirty money till it’s sterilised (Woo, woo)
I was dropping three for twenty on a specialised (Skrrt, skrrt)
Three milli’ worth of cribs and I ain’t twenty-five
Keep the kettles plain, but I put diamonds in my car
Yous try and touch me in the club, my youngers firing up the party (Bah)
Brought a shawty to the mansion, she was lining up the Charlie
Had to kick the fu*ker out and go and find another Barbie (Woo)
I been running up some bread, yeah, fu*king up a cheque
Any problems that we had, I just been putting them to bed (Ah)
If it’s Manny, I’m in Moston, when it’s London, I’m in West
Treat these models like the rap game, I’m coming for the neck

[Chorus: Aitch]
Pop it off, yeah, yeah, yeah
Buy another bottle, let me pop it off (Woo)
Hit it from the back, she let me pop it off (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Say you got a strap, well, pu*sy, pop it off (Ah)
Just pop it off, yeah
I told her, “Pop it off” (Woo)
Every time I hit the strip, you know I lock it off (Skrrt)
I know your girl already miss me when I drop her off (Ah)

[Verse 2: Kenzo Str8Drop]
I see that Rollie ticking, wouldn’t pop it off, yeah
I’m stuffing racks in an Asda bag and made him drop it off (Grrah)
I ain’t dancing in no club, but I Milly Rock in pots, yeah
Fifty for this watch, s*it, I might as well have lost a box (Skrrt)
She wants to drop that top, thirty-eight rolling, linking thots

I done more dirt with my— but running man down’s getting long (Grrah)
I spent eight on that ‘Retta, what’s-his-name threw in that John (Bah)
I’m Mr. Str8Drop, I get it in and get it gone
Ain’t hopping in that whip (Whip) if it doesn’t pop and bang
G-Wagens, Bentley trucks, looking like I’m pushing slabs, yeah
First time bro seen a brick or opened up the bag
Feds used to raid my nan’s, but I was sleeping in that trap
Still drop the box (Grrah, grrah) if I see the bonnet’s black, yeah
His phone don’t pop and bang, it woulda already got grabbed (Bah)
He’s a rapper tryna trap, I’m a D-boy that raps, yeah
Fu*k a table, I got white girls dancing in them flats (Grrah)

[Chorus: Aitch]
Pop it off, yeah, yeah, yeah
Buy another bottle, let me pop it off (Woo)
Hit it from the back, she let me pop it off (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Say you got a strap, well, pu*sy, pop it off (Ah)
Just pop it off, yeah
I told her, “Pop it off” (Woo)
Every time I hit the strip, you know I lock it off (Skrrt)
I know your girl already miss me when I drop her off (Ah)