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Poppin Shit (feat. Anti Da Menace)

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Skee

Yeah, n**a, ayy

Phew, phew, phew

Ayy, yeah, n**a, n**a, yeah

Yeah, got my pockets fat and now my shit on Norbit

Brodie in the trap, he gettin' it in, tell him, "Come and score it"

Bad lil' b**h keep blowin' up my phone, but I just ignore it

Won't hang out if it ain't about that bag, that shit be borin'

Yeah, I can't pop out if it ain't about no pape'

Mama, look at your lil' dropout, poppin' shit since I was eight

Used to sleep on couches

Now I'm rich as f**k, tryna build some houses

Told you I was gon' get it goin', I'm the same lil' boy they doubted

They was doubtin' on a n**a, I had to show 'em what it do

Yeah, I was spreadin' with ones, n**a, now my shit be blue

Ain't no more hand-me-downs, n**a, now my shit be new

Everybody f**n' with the kid since I jumped up in the stu'

I been poppin' shit since I jumped up on the mic'

Yeah, we ain't catchin' rides, n**a, now we catchin' flights

Up that ticket on a n**a, better tell him, "Pay that price"

They ain't tryna get that bag, n**a, tell 'em take a hike

Yeah, in the 'yo with Tyler

Got some shit waitin' at the house, I think this b**h look like Mariah

I learned how to shoot my gun before I learned to read the Bible

I learned how to stack my funds, so I done been through every cycle

Now I'm on top like a sniper

Thank my mom for makin' me

Rich as hell, I go Givenchy just for my lil' baby sheets

These lil' niggas be some rodents

I ramp up and hit this b**h, she know lil' Anti keep a Trojan

My whole career, been goin' in, no fallin' off, I know they hopin'

Ha, know them niggas mad at me

Finna get me some new teeth, take care of all my cavities

Tryna stay up out the way

A n**a grew up 'round them Dracs

Look, he cappin' in his rap, I really seen murder in my face

Facts, switchin' up my jeans, a n**a might go Valabasas

F**n' with Luh Tyler strong, might take a trip to Tallahassee

Facts, everywhere I go, I always got my automatic

Nah, I never, never show, but if it's smoke, I let 'em have it

Phew

N**a, we gon' let 'em have it

Got them bands stuffed in my pants, b**h, your broke ass can't even match it

Bad b**h pullin' up on me got her bonnet on, you know she ratchet

Bro get wicked in the trap, make the pack poof like it's magic

With lil' Anti, better hide your ho 'cause we might take your b**h

Stay on standby, better not play with gang, gon' brrt-brrt with this switch

We were down bad on our ass, n**a, now we gon' be rich

Got a big house, clean grass, n**a, don't walk in my shit (p**y boy)