Poppin' Lyrics

We like poppin’ bottles

Poppin’ tags, nigga, we like poppin’ bottles

We like poppin’ tags nigga, we like poppin’ tags nigga

Hold up, we like poppin’ commas

Presidential shit like Obama

Ay, ay, ay yeah

Bitch I want that cash, I don’t do checks (No checks)

Sending shots to everybody like a group text (Text)

Stunting with my team just how the group flex (‘Bout to flex)

We gon pop up on the scene just like “who next?”

Yeah, hold up we like poppin’ models (Woah)

She like poppin’ tags nigga we like poppin’ bottles (Woah)

You moving to fast baby let go of the throttle (Let it go)

Presidential shit like my last name was Obama (Okay)

Hold up, nigga you don’t want no drama (No)

Ima blow up shit like my first name was Osama

She said eat up so I turned to Jeffrey Dahmer (Eat it up)

I ain’t talking grammar when I say I’m countin’ commas (Commas)

Only thing I look forward to is pay day (Money)

Weed just like I cheated on the test, bitch that’s grade A (Yeah)

Lil nigga you know we ruin plans nigga, May Day

Come hop in the whip and take a spin like a Beyblade

Hold up, she wanna come rock wit us (Yeah)

I just found it she was with them lame niggas, don’t talk to us (Nah)

Pull up to the scene so fuckin’ drippy you can’t floss wit us

Rocky, Izak, and DeCicco Beats, we gon chop it up (Ay, yeah)

Bitch I want that cash, I don’t do checks (No checks)

Sending shots to everybody like a group text (Text)

Stunting with my team just how the group flex (‘Bout to flex)

We gon pop up on the scene just like “who next?”

Yeah, hold up we like poppin’ models (Woah)

She like poppin’ tags nigga we like poppin’ bottles (Woah)

You moving to fast baby let go of the throttle (Let it go)

Presidential shit like my last name was Obama (Okay)

Made a band in a day, bitch I did that (Bitch I did that)

When we go out we go all the way, and that’s big facts

I be on the bench, boy I don’t play, I just sit back

Gotta hit that stance when I spray, this shit kick back, yeah (Boom)

Why they keep blowin my phone? I won’t text back (Nah)

He keep claiming he got money, that’s a big cap (That’s cap)

Why these niggas tryna play me, I don’t get that

My nigga got tired of taking yo chains, here’s yo shit back (Here’s yo shit)

We just ran right through yo shit like it was red rover (Ain’t no games though)

Girl, quit talkin’ all that shit if you ain’t coming over (Don’t play though)

Neck November and my wrist be on October (That’s cold as fuck)

I just went and bought more ice so it got colder (Ay, yeah)

Bitch I want that cash, I don’t do checks (No checks)

Sending shots to everybody like a group text (Text)

Stunting with my team just how the group flex (‘Bout to flex)

We gon pop up on the scene just like “who next?”

Yeah, hold up we like poppin’ models (Woah)

She like poppin’ tags nigga we like poppin’ bottles (Woah)

You moving to fast baby let go of the throttle (Let it go)

Presidential shit like my last name was Obama (Okay)

We like poppin’ bottles

Poppin’ tags, nigga we like poppin’ bottles

We like poppin’ tags nigga, we like poppin’ tags nigga