- Popp Hunna takeoff 歌詞
- Popp Hunna
- Uh (Eastjack on the track)
(Hunna) Popp came up, he the mother****in man (Man)
How the **** he go like straight to the top?
He was just locked up in the mother****in can (Can)
And the party go down if I step in (FiveSixOne, run that, bruh)
Ima ball like Im Scottie Pippen (Ah, ah)
They be like, 'Popp, you so mother****in hot'
If you stand too close then you might catch a tan (Yeah)
Now I can see why its more than a band
Bro brought a drum and he sayin, 'Lets rock' (What? What? What? What? What?)
Uh, I dont **** with no cop
No red light, man, I wont stop (Skrrt, yeah, yeah)
Uh, aint cuffin no thot
Just want the top, man, I dont want the box (Woah, woah, yeah)
Uh, I dont ** ** with no opps
Gang tryna kill so we spinnin they blocks (Brrt)
The **** go left when **** hit the fan
Niggas always talkin all that **** on thе Gram (Ayy)
We gon pull up to your block in a van
**** all fun and jokes til your man get blammеd (Go, go, go)
Shed light on your block, man, this a new land
He was acting tough, pulled up, then he ran (Popp)
This how you tell that Im straight from the gutter
I walk in the spot with a gun in my pants (Ayy)
.223, man, this **** going up
Fah-fah-fah, man, right at your top (Top)
Even if I dont even got me a gun
If I swing first then the gang gon ride (Woah, woah)
From the North to the South, thats mob ties
Same old gang-gang, squad-squad (Grrah, grrah)
Everybody shoot ****, look out
Now you a pack, you Zaza (Brrt)
Run right down and we takin your ****
Like a STD, man, you just got burnt
Try to fall back, Im a rockstar now
Ima jump in the crowd like Lil Uzi Vert (Vert, yeah, yeah)
Yeah
Doors go up cause I stay in the Lamb (Skrrt )
Peanut butter seats, *****, I got it out the jam (Jam, uh-huh)
All-white diamonds, I dont even know the clan (Ayy, ayy)
* **** gave me the top, yeah, she made my tool stand (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Made a million dollars of the muh****in all pots and pans (Ayy, ayy, yeah)
I just made a ***** turn to my thot (Ayy, ayy, my thot, mm)
Mm, I only gave five bands (Ayy, ayy, five bands)
Real nigga ** ** and its all in the plan (Ayy, ayy, plan)
I was just talkin to Popp (Ayy, ayy, to Popp)
Hunnid diamonds on me and they wet like the dam (Ayy, ayy)
Rocks on my socks, these Guccis, no Stans (Ayy, ayy, lets go)
Bugatti cost me one million (Ayy, ayy)
Actually, one point five
****, cousin, bro was just in the can (Ayy)
Now our diamonds all speakin Span (Woah, woah)
If you want beef then youll get dropped (Get dropped, baow)
Boy, better listen to your mans (To your mans)
Try to act tough, you a fan (You a fan)
Young mans tryna shake my hands (Its a fact)
When Im in the mall even got my Glock ( My Glock)
Please dont get blammed (Frrp, yeah)
I just count me a new ten (Yeah, what?)
I feel like Im Cam (Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
Alright, Im goin ham, yeah (Ayy)
No I dont eat pork, yeah (No, ayy)
Alright, pull up a Porsche, yeah (A Porsche)
I put it right up in sport, yeah (Skrrt)
Drive like a course (A course), yeah
Freshest of course (Of course), yeah
**** a lil whore (A whore), yeah
Im way on board (On board), yeah
Lets go
(Hunna) Popp came up, he the mother****in man (Man)
How the **** he go like straight to the top ? (Ayy)
He was just locked up in the mother****in can (Ayy, ayy, can)
And the party go down if I step in (Ayy)
Ima ball like Im Scottie Pippen (Ah, ah, ayy)
They be like, 'Popp, you so mother****in hot' (Ayy)
If you stand too close then you might catch a tan (Ayy, yeah )
Now I can see why its more than a band (What?)
Bro brought a drum and he sayin, 'Lets rock' (Lets rock, lets rock, lets rock, lets rock)
Uh , I dont **** with no cop
No red light, man, I wont stop (Yeah, yeah, what?)
Uh, aint cuffin no thot
Just want the top, man, I dont want the box (Woah, woah, want top)
Uh, I dont **** with no opps
Gang tryna kill so we spinnin they blocks (Brrt, baow)
Hop in the Lambo, take off (Skrrt, skrrt)
.40 gon take your face off (Grrt, baow)
Hop in the rocket, blast off
Niggas wanna play with us, play ball
I dont see haters , Ray Charles (Ooh)
Im on the block with a pack in my drawers
Spend me a check when I go to the mall
Pushin the gas when I run from the law (Yeah)
Pushin the gas when I run from the law
You know that I got that Glock in my drawers
One false move, they knockin you off, yeah, ayy
I can really tell these boys are soft
I can really do **** on my own
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