Poppin It

Sippin' dirty Wock, hugging a chopstick
Ron Ron do that shit
Beat Boy taught me

Percocet for breakfast got me nauseous (oh, my God)
Sippin' dirty Wock, hugging a chopstick (mud)
Pull off in the drop, I'm tryna drop shit (skrt, skrt, srkt)
You poppin' it, now you moving cautious (gang, gang, gang)

You poppin' it, bro stop all that poppin' it (gang)
The gang will leave you hanging, nigga stop it (gang)
You poppin' it, bro stop all that poppin' it (gang)
The gang will leave you hanging, nigga stop it (gang, gang, gang)

Come on, nigga, we ain't toting little stock clips
Thirties and up 'cause all my niggas like them chopsticks
We pourin' them fours 'cause we addicted to the swamp piss
We getting this money and we ain't worried 'bout no opps bitch

Maybelline, no my niggas don't do play with lean
Get your ass beat up and robbed for tryna play with me
Don't play with me, man, you know that pistol stay with me
Exclusive finna get purp up in the Faygo Creme

Free The Ruler, I ain't never been no loser nigga
Pimp, pimp, pimp, I got your bitch up in the room with trigger
Free The Ruler, I ain't never been no loser nigga
Pimp, pimp, pimp, I got your bitch up in the room with trigger

Percocet for breakfast got me nauseous (oh, my God)
Sippin' dirty Wock, hugging a chopstick (mud)
Pull off in the drop, I'm tryna drop shit (skrt, skrt, srkt)
You poppin' it, now you moving cautious (gang, gang, gang)

You poppin' it, bro stop all that poppin' it (gang)
The gang will leave you hanging, nigga stop it (gang)
You poppin' it, bro stop all that poppin' it (gang)
The gang will leave you hanging, nigga stop it (gang, gang, gang)

You poppin' it
No peace treaty 'round my way, no I ain't squashin' shit
If it's on sight, then when I catch you ho I'm dropping shit
Talking shit, nigga, that's that shit that get your block hit

Know that you ain't really 'bout that nonsense, so stop it
On molly, it don't matter what scenario
Know I'm faded off the dope 'cause my eyes very low
That bitch fuckin' everybody, she do varials

Beating up her walls like a new stereo
Oh, shit, loud pack smokin'
People think I'm crazy, I blow cookies in the open
I'm wavy like the ocean, lil' bitch you might drown
Sit back and just watch how this shit go down

Percocet for breakfast got me nauseous (oh, my God)
Sippin' dirty Wock, hugging a chopstick (mud)
Pull off in the drop, I'm tryna drop shit (skrt, skrt, srkt)
You poppin' it, now you moving cautious (gang, gang, gang)

You poppin' it, bro stop all that poppin' it (gang)
The gang will leave you hanging, nigga stop it (gang)
You poppin' it, bro stop all that poppin' it (gang)
The gang will leave you hanging, nigga stop it (gang, gang, gang)

'Gees got the zippers, hundred pack flipper
She want to fuck the man, baby girl, I'm that nigga
Don't choose her, don't pick her, to the curb I'ma kick her
Bro got the blicka, he roll up like a swisher

Shoot and won't miss you, I fuck and dismiss her
She a stupid bitch, you the type of nigga'll kiss her
You be popping shit, bitches get to topping shit
I see it, then I want it, then I grab it, and I'm copping it

Prepare for the consequence if you plan on robbing me
AR with extended clips will separate your body piece
Percocet, I'm nauseous, in the trap I'm cautious
Diamonds drippin' on my neck, it's running like a faucet

Percocet for breakfast got me nauseous (oh, my God)
Sippin' dirty Wock, hugging a chopstick (mud)
Pull off in the drop, I'm tryna drop shit (skrt, skrt, srkt)
You poppin' it, now you moving cautious (gang, gang, gang)

You poppin' it, bro stop all that poppin' it (gang)
The gang will leave you hanging, nigga stop it (gang)
You poppin' it, bro stop all that poppin' it (gang)
The gang will leave you hanging, nigga stop it (gang, gang, gang)

Break them bricks down and then we wrappin' shit
We on some trappin' shit, you rappin' it, but cappin' it
I'm sippin' on that shit that's in your cabinets
I do you bad, we not the same, my niggas savages

Your bitch gon' call my phone, she know I'm havin' shit
That pussy real right, you know I'm stabbin' shit
If it's money in them plans we gon' establish it
Why you hatin' on my niggas, 'cause we cashin' shit

I'ma take a nigga bitch, finna blow her back out
I'ma send her back to you, she had my dick all in her mouth
I fuck bitches off of clout, you pillow talk and run your mouth
I'ma send her back to you, she had my dick all in her mouth

Percocet for breakfast got me nauseous (oh, my God)
Sippin' dirty Wock, hugging a chopstick (mud)
Pull off in the drop, I'm tryna drop shit (skrt, skrt, srkt)
You poppin' it, now you moving cautious (gang, gang, gang)

You poppin' it, bro stop all that poppin' it (gang)
The gang will leave you hanging, nigga stop it (gang)
You poppin' it, bro stop all that poppin' it (gang)
The gang will leave you hanging, nigga stop it (gang, gang, gang)



Credits
Writer(s): Alejandro Carranza, Fenix Rypinski, Laron Robinson, Devante Caldwell, Robert Magee, Branden Mcnair, Jameon Davis
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