Lul bitch im popping too
So aint no poppin up
Unless you bring a friend
And let me skeet her up
Im in the trap right now
Cookin up a batch right now
Fiends callin my line they blowing me up
They Need that thrax right now
Cell phone doing numbers product jumpin off the shelf
Had to boss up on these niggas you feeling some type of way you got left
Better go somewhere with that tough guys shit cuz out here you get stretch
Had to brown box a nigga same-day service like UPS
Yo bitch she on go
I put her right on the pole
Then put her right on the stroll
She bring me a big bankroll
Ya bitch a pill junkie
I feed her when she hungry
My trap is steady jumping
Selling these trappers all these onions
I too real for the rap game this shit too fake
Serve a nigga sum of them percocet without a toothache
If a nigga want some beef I turn his ass into steak
Call the homies up I Peter-roll you and put you on a plate trappers
Lul bitch im popping too
So aint no poppin up
Unless you bring a friend
And let me skeet her up
Im in the trap right now
Cookin up a batch right now
Fiends callin my line they blowing me up
They Need that thrax right now
ManorTrapItOut - Poppin' Lyrics
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Lul bitch im popping too
So aint no poppin up
Unless you bring a friend
And let me skeet her up
Im in the trap right now
Cookin up a batch right now
Fiends callin my line they blowing me up
They Need that thrax right now
Cell phone doing numbers product jumpin off the shelf
Had to boss up on these niggas you feeling some type of way you got left
Better go somewhere with that tough guys shit cuz out here you get stretch
Had to brown box a nigga same-day service like UPS
Yo bitch she on go
I put her right on the pole
Then put her right on the stroll
She bring me a big bankroll
Ya bitch a pill junkie
I feed her when she hungry
My trap is steady jumping
Selling these trappers all these onions
I too real for the rap game this shit too fake
Serve a nigga sum of them percocet without a toothache
If a nigga want some beef I turn his ass into steak
Call the homies up I Peter-roll you and put you on a plate trappers
Lul bitch im popping too
So aint no poppin up
Unless you bring a friend
And let me skeet her up
Im in the trap right now
Cookin up a batch right now
Fiends callin my line they blowing me up
They Need that thrax right now
So aint no poppin up
Unless you bring a friend
And let me skeet her up
Im in the trap right now
Cookin up a batch right now
Fiends callin my line they blowing me up
They Need that thrax right now
Cell phone doing numbers product jumpin off the shelf
Had to boss up on these niggas you feeling some type of way you got left
Better go somewhere with that tough guys shit cuz out here you get stretch
Had to brown box a nigga same-day service like UPS
Yo bitch she on go
I put her right on the pole
Then put her right on the stroll
She bring me a big bankroll
Ya bitch a pill junkie
I feed her when she hungry
My trap is steady jumping
Selling these trappers all these onions
I too real for the rap game this shit too fake
Serve a nigga sum of them percocet without a toothache
If a nigga want some beef I turn his ass into steak
Call the homies up I Peter-roll you and put you on a plate trappers
Lul bitch im popping too
So aint no poppin up
Unless you bring a friend
And let me skeet her up
Im in the trap right now
Cookin up a batch right now
Fiends callin my line they blowing me up
They Need that thrax right now
Writer: Travon Poole
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid