PopMyShit (feat. SmokeyDaBro)

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Rich X No
I'm popping shit for a min, I know they gone get tired of me
I be so high up in the clouds, they can't get higher than me
All that petty bullshit, that shit gotta involve the millions

I'm tryna give me some money, instead I do it, they stay in the feelings
Nigga be cappin' cappin' down, I'm runnin' shit, I don't need no crown
Nigga be crumped by they hoe, they gone unset, now they been passed around
I'm with my band, I'm makin' them mad, I ran up her door, said, f*ck my past

She wanna f*ck, I went up with them rats, I thought, f*ck you, so get your bitch back
Soon as I wake up, f*ck your bitch, then I go split me a neck
Huh, that money keep comin' in, I cannot stop, I been tryna get rich
Spend that lil' shit that you poppin', huh, I spend that lil' shit on my bitch

Huh, scared of money, don't make no money, you better go take your risks
Huh, from Monday to Sunday, huh, we had to grind, we came from nothin
Huh, and these bitches be comin', huh, sayin' they love me, they really be frontin
Huh, I don't give a damn, I'm chasin' the M's, try not to be found

Huh, four pack of four, huh, walk in the bitch and I'm feelin' like Will
I'm poppin' shit for a million, I know they gon' get tired of me
I be so high up in the clouds, they can't get higher than me
Huh, all that petty bullshit, that shit get involved in me

Huh, I'm tryna give me some money and stay out the way, they still intervene
Nigga be cappin', cappin' down, I'm runnin' shit, I don't need no crown
Nigga be crumped by they hoe, they gone unset, now they been passed around
I'm with my band, I'm makin' them mad, I ran up her door, said, f*ck my past

She wanna f*ck, I went up with a racks, I thought, f*ck you, to get your bitch back
Run on them racks every day, I get popular, I say the trend, they know I'm on the top
They money funny, like they play with napkins, I like my bitches, slim thick and tight
Say no, I'ma blow, ain't talkin' that clout, you crack, I don't need a pill, I ain't talkin' the racks

I don't f*ck with these niggas, like I'm with the Nazis, I'ma shoot a thot, he don't hit anybody
I keep it glottin', even though I got feelings, you gon' be big, that's why they keep tellin' me
I earn my stripes in the game like a real hound, I'm one of one, they never be a better than me
Me and my designer go double C, double G, R's, B, W, they catchin' my LBBs

I got this shit out of money, ran up a stack, them bitches wanna tag on me
I'm poppin' shit for a million, I know they gon' get tired of me
I be so high up in the clouds, they can't get higher than me
All that petty bullshit, that shit can involve a million

I'm tryna get me some money and stay out the way, they stay in the V
Niggas be cappin', cappin' down, I'm runnin' shit, I don't need no crown
Niggas be cryin' bout they hoes, they goin' outside, know they been passed around
I'm with my band, I'm makin' them mad, I ran up her door, said, f*ck my past

She wanna f*ck, I went up with a wrench, I thought, f*ck you, so get your bitch back

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