Gunplay Feat. Rick Ross – Pyrex Poppin (Official Music Video)

Exclusive WSHH music video for “Pyrex Poppin” by Gunplay (ft. Rick Ross). Subscribe: | WSHH Snap Discover: More exclusive WSHH music videos: Follow on Instagram Directed by Shula The Don Follow WorldstarHipHop: Website: TikTok: Facebook: Instagram: Twitter: Shop Worldstar: Watch more WorldstarHipHop: Newest Videos: Music Video Premieres: Hottest Tracks: Music Videos by Artist: Original WSHH Series: „Pyrex Poppin“ Lyrics: [Chorus: Gunplay] I keep the Pyrex poppin‘ (Whip it), coffee pot droppin‘ Trap line on fire and they won’t stop knockin‘ (Who that?) No safety on the 40 ‚cause that shit, that ain’t important (Nah) Got the J’s jumpin‘ out the gym and I ain’t talkin‘ Jordans, ayy Woah, woah Woah [Verse 1: Gunplay] I been up getting money, hustling for five days I ain’t shave, I ain’t bathed, they say I’m stuck in my ways (Ayy) Ain’t no safety on the 40 ‚cause that shit, that ain’t important, woe (Uh-uh) Only thing that matter is that pussy fat that’s on the ho (Woo) I got guns like these young niggas and I use ‚em, too (Young niggas) I usually do, Uzi new, shoot like movie crew (Blam, blam, nigga) Got a fully Call-of-Duty-lookin‘ dually round Thought you knew me ‚til I told ‚em put the Cuban down (Put it down) Ain’t nobody gave me nothin‘, plucked it out the mud Ain’t no rookie, coo-coo-cookie ‚fore you count to one Narcotic hard body, I go hard ‚bout it Carol City, 50 bodies with the chalk around it (Brrt) I can sell them now to ya, tell me how that sound to ya Sell ‚em ‚round the corner, I can sell ‚em outta town to ya Ain’t no mercy for the rats or for the snakes (Ain’t no mercy) Black hoods, mask, gloves if it’s what it takes [Chorus: Gunplay & Rick Ross] I keep the Pyrex poppin‘ (Whip it), coffee pot droppin‘ Trap line on fire and they won’t stop knockin‘ (Who that?) No safety on the 40 ‚cause that shit, that ain’t important (Nah) Got the J’s jumpin‘ out the gym and I ain’t talkin‘ Jordans, ayy Woah, woah We hands on (M— M— Maybach Music), woo [Verse 2: Rick Ross] I’m from the city where they kill you for your phone (Woah) Make you unlock the screen and then they do you wrong (Woah) Dig in your pockets after bullets break your bones (Bang) Detectives know who did it, but it go unsolved (Hahaha) Another body, write his name across the wall (Huh) Shut down the projects, that’s a monetary loss (Why?) Look at statistics, I’m the chairman of the charts (Rozay) I fuck her once, I fuck her twice, now she a boss (She a boss) Piss in panties, yeah they say she was a peon (Woah) I got her pampered, now she my Celine Deon (Huh) You go to trial, you better have a bitch to lean on (Lean on) Don’t cry to me, them not the terms you wanna leave on (Boss) I’m layin‘ marble on the floors we used to sleep on (Uh-huh) You get a bond, I won’t get rest until you be home (Uh-huh) Gold chains, black shades like I was Nino (Woah) The whole thang, I done came up off a kilo (Woah) [Chorus: Gunplay] I keep the Pyrex poppin‘ (Whip it), coffee pot droppin‘ (Woah) Trap line on fire and they won’t stop knockin‘ (Who that?) No safety on the 40 ‚cause that shit, that ain’t important (Nah) Got the J’s jumpin‘ out the gym and I ain’t talkin‘ Jordans, ayy Woah, woah Woah #WorldstarHipHop #Gunplay #RickRoss