Denis The Producer - Poppin lyrics

[Verse 1] Got a dirty 40, fell in love with it Need another 40 just like it Got a little b**h that loves to s** dick Need another shawty just like it Got my [?] on with the Perc in me Get to moonwalking like Michael And I'm undefeated in them trenches boy But them n***as tryna take my title Had to rearrange the whole bible Every night I sleep with my rifle My uncle told me as a young n***a Better k** ‘em if they try and fight you Got a gun shooter that's on payroll If they miss a n***a they fired b**h I'm in the field and I just brought [?] ‘Fore your mama let you outside [Hook] The bands, they poppin' The perkys, she poppin' I walk in, get sh** poppin' The b**hes, they flockin' [Verse 2] Always keep a bandana Yellow j**elry, Ned Flanders Tell them they don't want no honor Pour the lean up in the Fanta Asking for forgiveness on a daily basis I was in the trenches ‘cause that's where I'm safest I just want the [?], ain't no damn relations Wasn't ‘posed to make it, time for celebrations Spittin' scriptures, came up out of revelations f** the phony friends, I like ‘em better hatin' Was down bad, they would pray I make it Now a n***a up and everybody hating [Hook] God damn, they poppin' The pistol, she poppin' The bands, they poppin' Them hoes, they droppin' Your favorite rapper flopping I'm going, can't stop it You run up, I'ma pop it Run up, b**h I pop it Poppin' The bands, poppin' The hoes, poppin' Pistol, she poppin' Molly, she poppin' Perkys, she poppin' Them bottles, she poppin' New, she poppin' [Verse 3] I put in work Drop bands, b**hes twerk Big guns, we stain King of Baltimore, Tate Kobang Young n***a, in the field f** your b**h, buck how you feel On the boys I did a mill Got some decent shooters Mo let ‘em k** k**ers with me, I cannot control ‘em Shooters with me, I cannot control ‘em Turkeys on me, I cannot control ‘em Got the bands, I throw ‘em, I don't like to hold ‘em On the top, man I thought I told ‘em Bad b**hes love to hand the scrotum Can't f** a b**h if everybody know it Cause that mean she f**ed and everybody know it Got blue dot for my new thot And my old b**h get Apple In the kitchen whipping them grits n***a My grandma cooking scrabble If they flip flop like sandals Bet they life down into shambles Tell ‘em roll the dice, take the gamble Now the whole [?] get samples [Hook] God damn, they poppin' The pistol, she poppin' The bands, they poppin' Them hoes, they droppin' Your favorite rapper flopping I'm going, can't stop it You run up, I'ma pop it Run up, b**h I pop it Poppin' The bands, poppin' The hoes, poppin' Pistol, she poppin' Molly, she poppin' Perkys, she poppin' Them bottles, she poppin' New, she poppin'