Poppin

Uh-huh, yeah Uh-huh, yeah (Bop, bop, bop) Uh-huh, yeah (Bop, bop, bop, bop) Uh-huh, yeah Bitch, I'm off a flat, feelin' nauseous (Yeah) She gon' hit my crib and give me neck, that no talkin' (No, no) I just went and paid an arm and leg for Givenchy (Yeah, yeah) Then I went and bought a new Corvette for my mommy Swear I love this shit, I love to flex Often (Okay), I don't do no talkin' (No) I just get to sparkin', we caught that boy and robbed him (Yeah, let's go) Rocky, he gon' box, spent a band right on these Robins (Uh-huh) I ain't really popular, but I'm kinda poppin' (Uh-huh) I don't really talk too much, I just do my thing, yeah (Yeah, let's go) Got tired of Boston, I went to Bombay (Uh-huh, yeah) Put 'еm in a coffin, I let that chop spray (Bop, bop) She said, "Bae, you toxic, you nеver call me" (Oh, what?) If I broke your lil' heart, I'm sorry (Yeah) If you need me, you can call me Don't see you like that but you too attatched (Too attached) I been countin' cash, pockets stupid fat, yeah Yeah, I did her bad, but she came back If you want some smoke, gotta arrange that (Yeah) Want some love? I can't even entertain that (No) If them boys bust, we gon' bang back (Whew) Bitch, I'm off a flat, feelin' nauseous (Yeah) She gon' hit my crib and give me neck, that no talkin' (No, no) I just went and paid an arm and leg for Givenchy (Yeah, yeah) Then I went and bought a new Corvette for my mommy Swear I love this shit, I love to flex Often (Okay), I don't do no talkin' (No) I just get to sparkin', we caught that boy and robbed him (Yeah, let's go) Rocky, he gon' box, spent a band right on these Robins (Romani, Romani, Romani) I ain't really popular, but I'm kinda poppin' I ain't tryna flex but you know this That ho stay on me, she be like, "Tec', you so important" Half these niggas, they just gassed up, bitch, they bloated Everyday I get my gas up, bitch, I'm rollin' (Yeah) Half these niggas tryna catch up, yeah Oh, you don't agree? I know you thought that talk was cheap I beef about that green like that shit a BLT I know I'm her strange addiction, put that shit on TLC Tired of fuckin' with them lames, that's why she just fuck with me No talkin', I can't do no talkin' Pull up in that big body, I can't do no walkin' I just blocked the number, yeah, that ho do too much stalkin' Man, these bitches crazy, don't forgot that I gotta be cautious Bitch, I'm off a flat, feelin' nauseous (Yeah) She gon' hit my crib and give me neck, that no talkin' (No, no) I just went and paid an arm and leg for Givenchy (Yeah, yeah) Then I went and bought a new Corvette for my mommy Swear I love this shit, I love to flex Often (Okay), I don't do no talkin' (No) I just get to sparkin', we caught that boy and robbed him (Yeah, let's go) Rocky, he gon' box, spent a band right on these Robins (Uh-huh) I ain't really popular, but I'm kinda poppin' Yeah, uh-huh Yeah, uh-huh Yeah, uh-huh Yeah