Boppin’
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I pull up like what's poppin'
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Got all the young niggas outchea boppin'
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I pull up on round ah nigga like what's poppin'
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I got all the young niggas outchea boppin'
I'm a hot boy bitches love me I'm they play toy
I'm like Floyd Mayweather beat the pussy up
Turn it mayo
I turn a bitch out from a gay hoe to a straight hoe
Boppin' in the streets with my blood gang hitta's
Try to fuck with me wrong
I put a bag on a nigga
Bitch I'll ride for niggas
I'll die for my nigga
What's behind the moon blood?
Red bandanna nigga
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I pull up like what's poppin'
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Got all the young niggas outchea boppin'
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I pull up on round ah nigga like what's poppin'
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I got all the young niggas outchea boppin'
I'm the man shoutout women knowing that
I got the whole city treating me like Kodak Black
High as a muthafucka
My status cocky
Bad bitches fucking with a legend
They call me papi
Put me in that boxing ring
I put in work
I'm on dat perc
Hands fast as lightning
I'll leave ya head on dirt
Bob and weaving
Bob and weaving
Bob and weaving
Bob and weaving
Bob and weaving
Bob and weaving
Bob and weaving
Bob and weaving
I'm cursed
Urse
Ursed
Yeah
Yeah
I just scored on ya bitch like Aaron Rodgers
They just mad
I'm the they bitch favorite topic
Fuck ah broke nigga feelings they can't stop me
I drive fast in my whip
Head boppin'
Bitch I'ma weed head just like Bob Marley
We ain't cool like Hakuna Matata
I'm living life up to the fullest
Bitch nigga what's poppin
I'm a hot boy bitches love me I'm they play toy
I'm like Floyd Mayweather beat the pussy up
Turn it mayo
I turn a bitch out from a gay hoe to a straight hoe
Boppin' in the streets with my blood gang hittas
Try to fuck with me wrong
I put a bag on a nigga
Bitch I'll ride for niggas
I'll die for my nigga
What's behind the moon blood?
Red bandanna nigga
Uh
Uh
Uh
I pull up like what's poppin'
Uh
Uh
Uh
Uh
Got all the young niggas outchea boppin'
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Uh
Uh
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I pull up on round ah nigga like what's poppin'
Uh
Uh
Uh
Uh
I got all the young niggas outchea Boppin'
I'm a big money nigga you a coupon
I'm like the plug and the dealer
I got two phones
The tooth fairies gone retire if I ever leave my grill home
These bitches loving me
They really wish I had a clone
Uh
I make ya girl bed rock like a flintstone
Said she never had rich dick in her life
Now she wanna bone
When I'm done with her
Then I'll leave her on postpone
Then get back on the block and roll dice
She won't never see me again
I get gone
Chucking deuce to the bitch
She better call on Tyrone
The streets love me like I'm Gucci
I can turn ah Trippy Red to ah Lil Bossie
I'm the best rapper now
I hope Lil Wayne don't sue me
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Uh
Uh
I pull up like what's poppin'
Uh
Uh
Uh
Uh
Got all the young niggas outchea Boppin'
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Uh
Uh
Uh
I pull up on round ah nigga like what's poppin'
Uh
Uh
Uh
Uh
I got all the young niggas outchea boppin'
Uh
Uh
I pull up like what's poppin'
Uh
Uh
Uh
Got all the young niggas outchea boppin'
Uh
Uh
Uh
Uh
I pull up on round ah nigga like what's poppin'
Uh
Uh
Uh
Uh
I got all the young niggas outchea boppin'
I'm a hot boy bitches love me I'm they play toy
I'm like Floyd Mayweather beat the pussy up
Turn it mayo
I turn a bitch out from a gay hoe to a straight hoe
Boppin' in the streets with my blood gang hitta's
Try to fuck with me wrong
I put a bag on a nigga
Bitch I'll ride for niggas
I'll die for my nigga
What's behind the moon blood?
Red bandanna nigga
Uh
Uh
Uh
I pull up like what's poppin'
Uh
Uh
Uh
Uh
Got all the young niggas outchea boppin'
Uh
Uh
Uh
Uh
I pull up on round ah nigga like what's poppin'
Uh
Uh
Uh
Uh
I got all the young niggas outchea boppin'
I'm the man shoutout women knowing that
I got the whole city treating me like Kodak Black
High as a muthafucka
My status cocky
Bad bitches fucking with a legend
They call me papi
Put me in that boxing ring
I put in work
I'm on dat perc
Hands fast as lightning
I'll leave ya head on dirt
Bob and weaving
Bob and weaving
Bob and weaving
Bob and weaving
Bob and weaving
Bob and weaving
Bob and weaving
Bob and weaving
I'm cursed
Urse
Ursed
Yeah
Yeah
I just scored on ya bitch like Aaron Rodgers
They just mad
I'm the they bitch favorite topic
Fuck ah broke nigga feelings they can't stop me
I drive fast in my whip
Head boppin'
Bitch I'ma weed head just like Bob Marley
We ain't cool like Hakuna Matata
I'm living life up to the fullest
Bitch nigga what's poppin
I'm a hot boy bitches love me I'm they play toy
I'm like Floyd Mayweather beat the pussy up
Turn it mayo
I turn a bitch out from a gay hoe to a straight hoe
Boppin' in the streets with my blood gang hittas
Try to fuck with me wrong
I put a bag on a nigga
Bitch I'll ride for niggas
I'll die for my nigga
What's behind the moon blood?
Red bandanna nigga
Uh
Uh
Uh
I pull up like what's poppin'
Uh
Uh
Uh
Uh
Got all the young niggas outchea boppin'
Uh
Uh
Uh
Uh
I pull up on round ah nigga like what's poppin'
Uh
Uh
Uh
Uh
I got all the young niggas outchea Boppin'
I'm a big money nigga you a coupon
I'm like the plug and the dealer
I got two phones
The tooth fairies gone retire if I ever leave my grill home
These bitches loving me
They really wish I had a clone
Uh
I make ya girl bed rock like a flintstone
Said she never had rich dick in her life
Now she wanna bone
When I'm done with her
Then I'll leave her on postpone
Then get back on the block and roll dice
She won't never see me again
I get gone
Chucking deuce to the bitch
She better call on Tyrone
The streets love me like I'm Gucci
I can turn ah Trippy Red to ah Lil Bossie
I'm the best rapper now
I hope Lil Wayne don't sue me
Uh
Uh
Uh
I pull up like what's poppin'
Uh
Uh
Uh
Uh
Got all the young niggas outchea Boppin'
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Uh
Uh
Uh
I pull up on round ah nigga like what's poppin'
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Uh
Uh
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I got all the young niggas outchea boppin'
Credits
Writer(s): Tyrone Moore
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