Poppin
Fuck am I complaining for
I know how to get it in
Niggas always talk that murder talk
But they aint never gone and spend
I know how to take it easy
I been making extra bands
Learned how to work my phone
Finessed my first 10
Yea yea yea ooh
How the fuck you niggas think I got this shit poppin
Huh huh oooh
They hating bad they hold they nuts
Aint gone let shit stop me
Fuck what they saying cause the aint said none
These niggas posting these grams but still aint serve none
I put my faith in this box this bitch gone work some
Don't think we running with props
We ready to murder some
We aint tryna do to much
If I get the drop on a opp
Might come through shooting it up
I got this pressure built up cause I don't be in the booth enough
Plan on buying me a truck cause I don't drive the coupe enough
Still got the cutlass on 6's bitch I'm just loading up
Aint gotta explain whats going on these niggas know whats up
Aint been home in a week I been on the road to much
Shawty ass know wassup
And I'm steady rolling up
Dominc turn me up
How the fuck you posed to want it
You ain out here tryna get it
How the fuck you supposed to be gang
You ain standing on no business
Cut niggas ass off
Man niggas ass was trippin
I then peeped niggas ass was flaw
Kept my distance
More money more problems
But we ain stressing bout these bitches
Them crackas ass was hot
When a niggas was riding with them switches
Every day I wake up
Main focus is standing on that business
Ain even gotta be in tally
Finessing in the city
I be with niggas getting money
That'll go and bag a nigga
I know he aint really getting money
but I aint gone bash the nigga
I was tryna take him under my wing like I had the nigga
Now I'm spreading my wings Im way past a nigga
No cap
ooh
How the fuck you niggas think I got this shit poppin
Huh huh oooh
They hating bad they hold they nuts
Ain gone let shit stop me
Fuck am I complaining for
I know how to get it in
Niggas always talk that murder talk
But they aint never gone and spend
I know how to take it easy
I been making extra bands
Learned how to work my phone
Finessed my first 10
Yea yea yea ooh
How the fuck you niggas think I got this shit poppin
Huh huh oooh
They hating they hold they nuts
Ain gone let shit stop me
I know how to get it in
Niggas always talk that murder talk
But they aint never gone and spend
I know how to take it easy
I been making extra bands
Learned how to work my phone
Finessed my first 10
Yea yea yea ooh
How the fuck you niggas think I got this shit poppin
Huh huh oooh
They hating bad they hold they nuts
Aint gone let shit stop me
Fuck what they saying cause the aint said none
These niggas posting these grams but still aint serve none
I put my faith in this box this bitch gone work some
Don't think we running with props
We ready to murder some
We aint tryna do to much
If I get the drop on a opp
Might come through shooting it up
I got this pressure built up cause I don't be in the booth enough
Plan on buying me a truck cause I don't drive the coupe enough
Still got the cutlass on 6's bitch I'm just loading up
Aint gotta explain whats going on these niggas know whats up
Aint been home in a week I been on the road to much
Shawty ass know wassup
And I'm steady rolling up
Dominc turn me up
How the fuck you posed to want it
You ain out here tryna get it
How the fuck you supposed to be gang
You ain standing on no business
Cut niggas ass off
Man niggas ass was trippin
I then peeped niggas ass was flaw
Kept my distance
More money more problems
But we ain stressing bout these bitches
Them crackas ass was hot
When a niggas was riding with them switches
Every day I wake up
Main focus is standing on that business
Ain even gotta be in tally
Finessing in the city
I be with niggas getting money
That'll go and bag a nigga
I know he aint really getting money
but I aint gone bash the nigga
I was tryna take him under my wing like I had the nigga
Now I'm spreading my wings Im way past a nigga
No cap
ooh
How the fuck you niggas think I got this shit poppin
Huh huh oooh
They hating bad they hold they nuts
Ain gone let shit stop me
Fuck am I complaining for
I know how to get it in
Niggas always talk that murder talk
But they aint never gone and spend
I know how to take it easy
I been making extra bands
Learned how to work my phone
Finessed my first 10
Yea yea yea ooh
How the fuck you niggas think I got this shit poppin
Huh huh oooh
They hating they hold they nuts
Ain gone let shit stop me
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Writer(s): Dcarrion Rudolph
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