Lyrics:
(Run up on me you get) Run up on me, you get hit with the beam
Let off the glock just to let off some steam
Poppin' the percy, ain't sippin' lean
Got
blocked me
Poppin' trunk, droppin' top as I beat the bass
If you don't know what KRIT mean by now then bitch you super late
Po' another fo' up
2020, I was sippin' on the lean
2022, got off my ass and went and chased my dreams
Nigga, too much fake, love, shit ain't never what it seems
I'ma
time to ball
Couple hundred for my boxer drawers
Young nigga used to shop at Ross
First to shoot when it's poppin' off
Couple times, a nigga almost
Poppin' off for the gram
We don't do no romance
Grams, bands, so much contraband
What you need, girl, I got it (What you need, girl, I got it)
With my
his ass, we ran right through it
You out actin like yo' shit be tight
Get some shit, fuck it off like Tamika Wright
Get the fuck out my site, I
off on a nigga
I see green lights
Fuck it in the meantime
I just need my me time
Light some candle lights up
Whats the problem girl
It dont matter bruh
bands off the flip
Buy the buildings that we ran through as kids
I wish that every day
That I could roll it up by the zip
Now a nigga got pounds where
I was sippin the purple I'm dreaming
Poppin pills got me feeling alone
Face a spliff in my room got it steaming
Hit my lungs I take it to the dome
on the block, I ain't had a lot
Can't believe I made it this far, by the grace of God
I'd be damned if I ever stopped, get this music poppin'
Stay consistent
of shit, goddamn
Gassed in this bitch, poppin pills by the pool yuh
Caught up with this shit poppin pills by the pool ya
Caught up with this shit poppin
Russia with the K, she's a dime, that's my diva
If it's smoke, you should know, it's on sight, poppin' ninas
Lately, I've been thinkin' 'bout what's
again, this shit like a movie (movie)
Get shit poppin', today, I feel like a doc', cut the head off the car, go coupish (coupish)
Know I'm the king
Might spoil the bitch for the thrill
I fuck bitches on million dollars worth of bills
I get it poppin' by all, any means
I hold up my wrist, that's
Get money shizzit
I can’t rap it if I didn’t live it
Pussy nigga tryna get me off my pivot
What you shootin’ at? A hundred million
Lay it down, lay it
think 'cause it's been so long
If I had something on you I woulda did it by now
Oh, on the contrary, Mary Poppins
I'm mixing our studio session down
Let's get it, get poppin, get gone (Go)
Let's get it, get poppin, get on (Go)
Run up bands, off the stock on the phone (yeah)
Cause she wanna have fun
Big love, I thought you was my homie Who would've thought you was a phony
You was poppin' all that shit, spreadin' rumors like a bitch
You ain't even
What's real is still real
Yeah
Why you on the 'Gram postin' thirst traps?
Remember, you supported all my first raps
Before this shit was
The selfish are constantly profitin' off the helpless
I never do my team green, make the team green like the Celtics
The ones that ain't makin' it
on the seats
Trunk got an attitude yelling out when it speak
Pissed off the top it been lost for a week
Slab looking like Shaq by the way it post up
Guaranteed
to
A popular dude
But I'm tryna to see what's poppin with you
Know a little bout the kid cause she's been watching my moves
Got my picture on the wall from
started
Fuck they done started
Now what the fuck they done started
We leave em dearly departed
What we driving be foreign
Nigga so is the bitches
Poppin
back on the road, they jumpin' off, no parachute, yeah
Shawty in the back
She said she workin' on her glutes, yeah (oh my God)
Ain't by the book, yeah
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