Popular

Always been popular
U cannot see
That money for me
U need binoculars
Deep in the street
U know that I eat
U cannot stop it bruh
No need recruit
U know they gon shoot
For the nigga that's popular

Name rich
Don't call me dick
Cuz shit can get cocky
From a teen I had them fiends
From movin that broccoli
This here tequila that's in my cup
This ain't no wocky
Maan take to me nice
Man take to me properly
I been poppin
I came from dime and nicks nigga
Now I'm wit sit poppi
From I remember had a bad bitch
That wan sit on top me
All my niggas soldiers
Wat I say they copy

Liv Sunday fountain blue
Only time we play the lobby

U know that u popular
When wanna Copy ya
They really wanna steal it
But no u can't box it up
I told her to
Bring it back
And arch it up
I told him to
Bring back
Or we spark u up
Biggs been tried and weighed
U not enough
Niggas say the holdin
A joker call they bluff
U in the game is u gon ball or what
Cuz I play for all or nuthin



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Writer(s): Richard Smith
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