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Popp Hunna - Adderall (Corvette Corvette) Remix (Lyrics) ft. Lil Uzi Vert
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Popp Hunna
Popp Hunna
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Omir Bernard
Omir Bernard
Songwriter
Albert Castillo
Albert Castillo
Songwriter
Cooper Vengrove
Cooper Vengrove
Songwriter
Symere Bysil Woods
Symere Bysil Woods
Songwriter
William Repko
William Repko
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Bert Beatz
Bert Beatz
Producer
Cooper Vengrove
Cooper Vengrove
Producer

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Bitch Corvette, Corvette Hop in a motherfuckin' jet like jet, like that They was like, "Popp, why you all like that? Why you talk like that? Why you walk like that?" Uh, I'm off a Addy, I'm up I don't got no time to relax (time to relax) I turned a two to a four, and I turn a five to a stack, five to a stack I was just down in the bottom, talking the back of the back I got this shit out the mud But they don't wanna talk about that, keep it a stack Know that we exing you out If you be moving too false, and that's a fact Niggas keep talking 'bout looking for me But them niggas cappin', they know where I'm at If I ain't on Norris, then I'm on the 'Vine, 11th, Girard to be exact If I ain't on Norris, then I'm on the 'Vine, 11th, Girard to be exact Fuck all the opps for real, yеah, I'm dissing you I drop a bag on your head just to get rid of you Bitch, I ain't duckin' no action, you gon' get rid of who? Mе and Tay sliding on niggas and we got missiles too I'm off a Addy, I'm up I don't got no time to relax (time to relax) I turned a two to a four, and I turn a five to a stack, five to a stack I was just down in the bottom, talking the back of the back I got this shit out the mud But they don't wanna talk about that, keep it a stack I got this shit out the dirt but they don't wanna talk about this, uh Niggas was sending them threats Now they all resting in piss, resting in shit Fuck them niggas I made But they just won't admit it, ungrateful as shit Even if I do die, niggas gon' slide, uh, you gon' get hit I took a sip of that lean That shit had me tripping, but I wasn't dippin' Tears running down my face 'Cause I seen all my niggas, wish it was different I fucked this bitch named CeCe, she tried to say I ain't alright, now listen Pussy was trash for real, sometimes I wish I never did hit it I'm off a Addy, I'm up I don't got no time to relax (time to relax) I turned a two to a four, and I turn a five to a stack, five to a stack I was just down in the bottom, talking the back of the back I got this shit out the mud But they don't wanna talk about that, keep it a stack I'm off a Addy, I'm up I don't got no time to relax (time to relax) I turned a two to a four, and I turn a five to a stack, five to a stack I was just down in the bottom, talking the back of the back I got this shit out the mud But they don't wanna talk about that, keep it a stack
Writer(s): Danny Snodgrass, William Daniel Repko, Alberto Nicolas Aponte Castillo, Omir Bernard, Cooper Vengrove Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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