Poppin'
Gotta let em know...
Losing me would be the biggest L
They tried to shut me up so imma give em hell
Counting all these blessings
Like some benjis
Swiping my card ain't no telling what I'm getting
18 racks by the time I was 18
Nobody can press me
Wishing they could test me
These bitches never stress me
Name a poppin bitch that don't got no haters
Name another chick making moves now not later
My favorite app is the calculator
My purse exotic made of alligator
Only thing that turn me on is a m'f sack
When I leave the crib they say I'm lookin like a snack
Now I got the wallet to match my Louis bag
Invest in yourself Dont be scared to blow a rack
If you do it right you gonna make it right back
If I'm not seein straight then I blame the camera flash
We not doin work til I got cold hard cash
He say I treat em like a dog cuz nice girls finish last
Money blue
But all I rock is red
I don't care to talk
Unless we talking bread
If I got it ima share it
Make sure everybody fed
Rip to my friends
Cause they dead presidents
I said what I said
Counting all these blessings
Like some benjis
Swiping my card ain't no telling what I'm getting
Wishing they could test me
These bitches never stress me
Name a poppin bitch that don't got no haters
Name another chick making moves now not later
My favorite app is the calculator
My purse exotic made of alligator
Losing me would be the biggest L
They tried to shut me up so imma give em hell
Counting all these blessings
Like some benjis
Swiping my card ain't no telling what I'm getting
18 racks by the time I was 18
Nobody can press me
Wishing they could test me
These bitches never stress me
Name a poppin bitch that don't got no haters
Name another chick making moves now not later
My favorite app is the calculator
My purse exotic made of alligator
Only thing that turn me on is a m'f sack
When I leave the crib they say I'm lookin like a snack
Now I got the wallet to match my Louis bag
Invest in yourself Dont be scared to blow a rack
If you do it right you gonna make it right back
If I'm not seein straight then I blame the camera flash
We not doin work til I got cold hard cash
He say I treat em like a dog cuz nice girls finish last
Money blue
But all I rock is red
I don't care to talk
Unless we talking bread
If I got it ima share it
Make sure everybody fed
Rip to my friends
Cause they dead presidents
I said what I said
Counting all these blessings
Like some benjis
Swiping my card ain't no telling what I'm getting
Wishing they could test me
These bitches never stress me
Name a poppin bitch that don't got no haters
Name another chick making moves now not later
My favorite app is the calculator
My purse exotic made of alligator
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Writer(s): Eleni Rose Martin
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