Poppin It

(Let the BandPlay)
I don't need to be poppin, I can pop it
Yeah

I'm laced in the latest, these bitches be lovin' my fragrance
I drip in the latest attire
I ain't runnin' from smoke, I start up a fire
No one go to sleep until somebody fly
Stand up like a statue, I say it, I mean it
Go ask all my bitches, they know I don't lie
It cost me too much money for me to be lyin'
My mouth full of diamonds, I don't look like Plies
I see a bitch lookin', I open my mouth
This bitch ain't even try to look me in my eyes
You gotta go break out them racks, they impressed
She look at my smile and she know I'm a vibe
Yeah, I got them racks, but I really go spend 'em
You niggas be holdin' that shit 'till you die
I'm really expensive
My neck cost a house and I'm runnin' through money to live in the sky

Yeah, I could be poppin' it, but I don't really be poppin' it
Humble as fuck, but I'm rich
Ice on my esophagus, I know the ho wanna swallow me
They on a rich nigga dick
My bitch got a body and got a good head on her body
I wake up to top and some grits
I tell her bend over and she get to poppin' it
Grab this banana and threw her a split
Yeah, I could be poppin' it, but I don't really be poppin' it
Humble as fuck, but I'm rich
Ice on my esophagus, I know the ho wanna swallow me
They on a rich nigga dick
My bitch got a body and got a good head on her body
I wake up to top and some grits
I tell her bend over and she get to poppin' it
Grab this banana and threw her a split

I hit from the back and then I got to split
I got me a bag that I gotta go get
I got too much shit that I like to go buy
I shop in New York like I play for the Knicks
I don't do no hoopin', I play with that grass
I jump out the porch and I jump me a fence
I got in the field and I never look back
And now I got way more green than the Grinch
And now I got power like I'm 50 Cent
And I got bad bitches like Drake in the 6
And now I got way more haters than Craig
But I got these choppas on choppas, ya dig?
Yeah, I been trappin' since I was a kid
Yeah, I got rich and my head got big
I got some new money, but still got old friends
And my bitch got way more ass than Megan

Yeah, I could be poppin' it, but I don't really be poppin' it
Humble as fuck, but I'm rich
Ice on my esophagus, I know the ho wanna swallow me
They on a rich nigga dick
My bitch got a body and got a good head on her body
I wake up to top and some grits
I tell her bend over and she get to poppin' it
Grab a banana and threw her a split

Yeah, grab a banana and threw her a split
Yeah, they love when I'm poppin' my shit
I don't even be poppin' my shit
Muney



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Writer(s): Kenneth Greene, Krishon O'brien Gaines
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