What's Poppin' - SL!NK Remix

What's poppin', the pilot has entered the cockpit
Straight bop shit, treat this beat like a baby and rock it
Boutta take of imma rocket
Don't need the key bitch i'm locked in
The holster where I put my glock in
But I'll leave it out if you keep talking

Hopped in the scene like a mosh pit
But I walked out looking the same
I'm wrecking homes I rob you for the claim
Kamikaze my notepad like the plane
I'm writing heat, yea you see all the flames
Yes I'm dropping F bombs I'm to blame
POW that's ya new name
Come back home PTSD my brain
Stop, Resume activity
Bars feeling holy and blessed with divinity
Sung in the church now I'm rocking vicinities
Suffered depression now feeling serenity
You see SL!NK is my secret identity
Blessing these rappers and singers by dropping my bars in they chimneys
I'm with the sharks in the cut but i don't eat no fish but I'm in they anemones
I don't have friends y'all just claim us as enemies
140 hate me I'm making them envy me
Hillside most hated they tryna get into me
Walking your town like the unstepped on centipede
Y'all want the good music I am the remedy
Mixing the beats and the bars I got chemistry
Just wanna go far and top on this industry
Kicking ya head in the goal that's your penalty
Or maybe I just scored the touchdown, I might just go for the 2
4th and 20, I might just go for it ian got nun to lose
I had the biggest decision to make and y'all made it easy to choose
That I will just write all these bars in the cut
While y'all would keep talkin bout me and my shoes
And now I'm gon pay all my dues
Class of '21 virtual school
I needed a fix and pen game was the tool
I never had the intentions to be cool
Imma get lit with my goons
Im smokin this sour Im getting in tune
And just like a pirate I want all my booty and treasure
And don't forget golden doubloons
Studied my history learned all my roots
I just keep growin' I'm feelin' like Groot
Ya rappers be mumbling that shit ain't cute
I maxed out my archetype attributes
That's why I can't quit
Got reasons to progress and this is legit
For all of the days y'all treated me like shit
Imma go hard in the stu, forever stay lit

Free my boy rodda, he facing that time
We burning ya cuts like the juice from a lime
These niggas is bitches they wanna pop out all the time, till my choppa put em in line
Free my boy rodda, he facing that time
We burning ya cuts like the juice from a lime
These niggas is bitches they wanna pop out all the time, till my choppa put em in line

What's poppin', Brand new deal just signed it
Straight bop shit, treat this beat like a baby and rock it
Boutta take of imma rocket
Don't need the key bitch i'm locked in
The holster where I put my glock in
But I'll leave it out if you keep talking



Credits
Writer(s): Mica Gaulden-brown
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