Poppin Tagz
Ah Shaq$ter
Woah woah woah
Poppin shit
Poppin tagz
Shoes tied run up a bag
All the times that I gave my last
It was all good
Til it got bad
Lame niggas goin out sad
I shook back
Had to dust off
Top floor with a bad bitch
Her titties real and her butt soft
Making plays
Finna turn up
When my number called
Ima step bitch
Udg what I rep bitch
And my body speak for itself bitch
I look good and I fuck good
I getter done
Then I getter gone
I can't fuck just any hoe
Cause then I'll have too many hoes
And I'm turnt up
That's plenty hoes
I'm ridin round and I'm gettin it
You hold It down
And I'm wit it
That's hard to find in my city
Man these hoes ass
They shitty
These goofy niggas Walt Disney
You gone run up and get ran down
I won't hesitate to get busy nigga
Bad bitty
No jp
Paint her face like hd
Milk chocolate
She ate me
And I bust it down like a AP
Why the fuck niggas hate me?
I'm rising up
And you stuck nigga
Wrong move and you food boy
You breakfast nigga
You lunch nigga
I don't gotta do too much
Cause I'm him
That shit speak for itself
I pull up on her
Hey wassup
I make that lil hoe melt
In this bitch I'm lit huh
Yeah bae pop yo shit huh
Stand on business
Run up digits
I ain't stoppin shit
Poppin shit
Poppin tagz
Shoes tied run up a bag
All the times that I gave my last
It was all good
Til it got bad
Lame niggas goin out sad
I shook back
Had to dust off
Top floor with a bad bitch
Her titties real and her butt soft
(Lil Wiley)
Lil Wi pop out trim
She know I'm him
I'm stepping bitch
Don't need no Tims
These niggas fake
I can't relate
Out the way keep gettin cake
Bitches lie straight to yo face
Don't hit me when my pockets straight
Talk down
You might meet yo fate
A lazy bitch
One thing I hate
But I don't even talk bout hoes
Change her out like I change my clothes
I change my life I don't tote no poles
She wanna be my wife better play her role
Gettin top while I hit the road
Say she love me I'm finna take her soul
Hold me down while I hit these goals
Hold me down I'm the one to keep
Ima beat it down
Put her ass to sleep
I need all the money
Clean sweep
Got a couple racks in this Louie bag
Poppin shit got these niggas mad
So foreign
My new bitch bad
Can't wait to splurge
Pop hella tags
Said he boring
So she left his ass
Wanna fuck with me cause I got hella cash
Poppin shit
Poppin tagz
Shoes tied run up a bag
All the times that I gave my last
It was all good
Til it got bad
Lame niggas goin out sad
I shook back
Had to dust off
Top floor with a bad bitch
Her titties real and her butt soft
Yeah yeah
I don't gotta do too much
Cause I'm him
That shit speak for itself
I pull up on her
Hey wassup
I make that lil hoe melt
In this bitch I'm lit huh
Yeah bae pop yo shit huh
Stand on business
Run up digits
I ain't stoppin shit
Gang
Graaaa
Yeah
Yeah bae pop yo shit
Stand on business
Run up digits
I ain't stoppin shit
Woah woah woah
Poppin shit
Poppin tagz
Shoes tied run up a bag
All the times that I gave my last
It was all good
Til it got bad
Lame niggas goin out sad
I shook back
Had to dust off
Top floor with a bad bitch
Her titties real and her butt soft
Making plays
Finna turn up
When my number called
Ima step bitch
Udg what I rep bitch
And my body speak for itself bitch
I look good and I fuck good
I getter done
Then I getter gone
I can't fuck just any hoe
Cause then I'll have too many hoes
And I'm turnt up
That's plenty hoes
I'm ridin round and I'm gettin it
You hold It down
And I'm wit it
That's hard to find in my city
Man these hoes ass
They shitty
These goofy niggas Walt Disney
You gone run up and get ran down
I won't hesitate to get busy nigga
Bad bitty
No jp
Paint her face like hd
Milk chocolate
She ate me
And I bust it down like a AP
Why the fuck niggas hate me?
I'm rising up
And you stuck nigga
Wrong move and you food boy
You breakfast nigga
You lunch nigga
I don't gotta do too much
Cause I'm him
That shit speak for itself
I pull up on her
Hey wassup
I make that lil hoe melt
In this bitch I'm lit huh
Yeah bae pop yo shit huh
Stand on business
Run up digits
I ain't stoppin shit
Poppin shit
Poppin tagz
Shoes tied run up a bag
All the times that I gave my last
It was all good
Til it got bad
Lame niggas goin out sad
I shook back
Had to dust off
Top floor with a bad bitch
Her titties real and her butt soft
(Lil Wiley)
Lil Wi pop out trim
She know I'm him
I'm stepping bitch
Don't need no Tims
These niggas fake
I can't relate
Out the way keep gettin cake
Bitches lie straight to yo face
Don't hit me when my pockets straight
Talk down
You might meet yo fate
A lazy bitch
One thing I hate
But I don't even talk bout hoes
Change her out like I change my clothes
I change my life I don't tote no poles
She wanna be my wife better play her role
Gettin top while I hit the road
Say she love me I'm finna take her soul
Hold me down while I hit these goals
Hold me down I'm the one to keep
Ima beat it down
Put her ass to sleep
I need all the money
Clean sweep
Got a couple racks in this Louie bag
Poppin shit got these niggas mad
So foreign
My new bitch bad
Can't wait to splurge
Pop hella tags
Said he boring
So she left his ass
Wanna fuck with me cause I got hella cash
Poppin shit
Poppin tagz
Shoes tied run up a bag
All the times that I gave my last
It was all good
Til it got bad
Lame niggas goin out sad
I shook back
Had to dust off
Top floor with a bad bitch
Her titties real and her butt soft
Yeah yeah
I don't gotta do too much
Cause I'm him
That shit speak for itself
I pull up on her
Hey wassup
I make that lil hoe melt
In this bitch I'm lit huh
Yeah bae pop yo shit huh
Stand on business
Run up digits
I ain't stoppin shit
Gang
Graaaa
Yeah
Yeah bae pop yo shit
Stand on business
Run up digits
I ain't stoppin shit
Credits
Writer(s): Shaq G, Devin W
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