[Chorus] Hit the pop rock, hit the pop rock Hit the pop rock, hit the pop— Hit the pop rock, hit the pop rock Hit the pop rock, hit the pop— (Run it, run it) Hit the pop rock, hit the pop rock Hit the pop rock, hit the pop rock Hit the pop rock, hit the pop rock Hit the pop rock, hit the pop— (Run it, run it)
[Verse 1: Joey Valence] Young boy, hop out, yes, I'm a knockout I bring fire when a Pop-Tart pop out Born from a volcano I Drain Gang like a sink drain Drano Uncanny, I'm goin' hammy Hit a hundred-note streak, hit the whammy bar I wrap tight like a Trojan That woman is a bad omen I like it dangerous, dangerous You can not hang with us Godzilla put the flame in us, there is no savin' us There is no changin' us I'm an alien from another planet Super-powered, bet you can't stand it I spit flamе, Waka Flocka Create a monster, shoutout Tanaka
[Chorus] Hit thе pop rock, hit the pop rock Hit the pop rock, hit the pop rock Hit the pop rock, hit the pop rock Hit the pop rock, hit the pop—
[Verse 2: Logic] Goddamn, walk up and they know who I am Got RAM, that means that I keep the game runnin' A hundred thousand in jewelry, I'm stunnin' and stuntin' like Evel Knievel My life is a movie, motherfuck a Regal I'm bombin' atomically, nothin' you do astonish me Honestly, I'm not tryna be anybody but me And they wanna body me, where's the camaraderie? I want my brothers to win, but they want the blood, I open they carotid artery That ought to be all that I need, I'm hard to see I close the studio door, then open up every part of me Fuck my generation, dead 'em all, assassination Life is balanced, time to make some room for Brae and Joey Valence Where the talent? Bars and beats, they got me wildin' I'm just tryna shed a little light on artists that deserve it Over this here beat, that's perfect When Logic grip the mic', you know I'm always finna murk this Yeah, yeah, listen up
[Chorus] Hit the pop rock, hit the pop rock Hit the pop rock, hit the pop rock Rap— Rap— Rap— Hit the pop rock, hit the pop—
[Verse 3: Brae] Boom-bada, pop rocker, shot caller Hypnotize like my name Big Poppa Non-stopper, baby, holla Put ya chin up when ya talk, I'm taller I'm a lover, no fighter, kisser, no biter Lit like a lighter, this fire gettin' brighter Call a firefighter, my fist gettin' tighter Right hook to your jaw, copyright biter Non-Stop, Denzel Heavyweight, Rocky, barbell Oh, you slick? I'm John Wick Rambo how I swing the sticks Fave flavor is vanilla, late night flight to Manila In a jet flying over Godzilla I'm the iller killer Beat on my chest like gorilla
[Chorus] Hit the pop rock, hit the pop rock Hit the pop rock, hit the pop rock Hit the pop rock, hit the pop rock Hit the pop rock, hit the pop rock
[Outro] Rap— Rap— Rock— Rap— Rap— Rock— Rap— Rap— Rock— Rap— Rap— Rap— Rap— Rock— Rap— Rap— Rock— Rap— Rap— Rock— Rap— Rap— Rock—Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
