letra de popping my shit - jeune à jamais
popping my sh-t
b-tch it’s my time i’m really up next, popping my sh-t i feel like a vet, i been in my prime n fly like a jet, do not hit my phone it ain’t bout a check, shooting like curry that glizzy be wet, talk out his mouth got sh-t inna neck, his heart on ice got hit inna chest
ain’t been fresh in a minute, wiping it off it ain’t pending, pop out w that sack get to spending, im all bout my riches, ain’t got no time for no b-tches, could scam the whole world with these glitches, x got me grinning, shoot til it’s low ammunition, got soldiers go hard in that field and they always be blitzing, they keep a glock w extensions, they always on go for a mission. hands up, reckless ain’t following rules, they hating on me but it’s bool, smoking on gas flame up the wood this sh-t fuel, n pour up a 2 – 2, too high fa the room, u fronting yo move to be cool, won’t work we all know u, u ain’t got no tool, u was a lame back in school, could never be part of da crew, we all know u. he say he bout it know he lying, he put up he getting some me time, sweeter than bee hives, 762 ain’t no revive, i’m chasing that sack like a d line, oh who is me na, mr come thru w a g9, he talk out his ass shoot his behind, now he wanna rewind, can’t ever leave where he reside, he asked for a pass but it’s denied. he got a f, i spent like 400 hun on this belt, this gucci came right off the shelf, i dont need no help, run this sh-t up by myself, i’m running til i’m outta breathe, as quiet as kept, this codeine ain’t good fa my health, it feel like my heart tryna melt, don’t know how i felt, every problem i had it was dealt, some sh-t i’ll jus never accept. but i’ma keep going, sleep off the drank got me snoring, we dt at 4 inna morning, the party still going, bops on my line steady hoeing, they see that my money been growing, i’m already knowing, i’m dangerous lil baby be careful around me ion come w a warning, but we gone keep flowing, buy a watch so my wrist can be frozen, den ball on dese hoes like i’m jourdan, these hoes so annoying. stay w that heat like i’m mourning, these hoes don’t excite me dey boring, the opps never toating, it must be a jam in the sink cause them glizzy’s dey never be pouring, they ain’t never scoring, if it’s a war then we storming, every shot that get sent we returning, leave the evidence burning, k!lling confirmed i been earning, i’m stinging they ass like a h-rnet, n getting rewarded. i got some racks out the safe, n got some mo outta the bank, it’s money to make, they giving it out for the take jus hit me if u gotta chase or any lil bank, i’m feeling the envy n hate i see that sh-t right on they face, f-ck all the fakes, all on my d-ck cause im paid, i’m starting to think n-ggas g-y, tell em im straight
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