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letra de you ain't poppin' (remix) - lil bibby

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[hook: rico richie]
i’m standing at a table full of bottles
i’m standing at a table full of robbers
trust me n-gga, you don’t want no problems
you gon’ make them choppas blocka-blocka yea
if you ain’t got no haters, you ain’t poppin’
if you ain’t got no haters, you ain’t poppin’ n-gga
if you ain’t got no haters, you ain’t poppin’
if you ain’t got no haters, you ain’t poppin’ n-gga

[verse 1: lil bibby]
look i got forty thou on my robin’s
postin’ in the town with the goblins
catch a n-gga flexin’ we gon’ rob him
tell ’em up the chain or we gon’ pop ’em
got 300 hundreds shot when we be mobbin’
move the f-ck around if you ain’t shoppin’
bibby gambino, i’mma mobster
made man at the table eatin’ lobsters
these n-ggas ain’t savage, they impostors
my shooters like max off of shottas
been around the world, i ain’t have no problems
try’na rob, take the strap like i’m waka

[hook: rico richie]
i’m standing at a table full of bottles
i’m standing at a table full of robbers
trust me n-gga, you don’t want no problems
you gon’ make them choppas blocka-blocka yea
if you ain’t got no haters, you ain’t poppin’
if you ain’t got no haters, you ain’t poppin’ n-gga
if you ain’t got no haters, you ain’t poppin’
if you ain’t got no haters, you ain’t poppin’ n-gga

[verse 2: lil bibby]
b-tch i’m going hard and i ain’t stoppin’
play this in the club, get it rockin’
my youngins in the cut with the carbon
hit his top, knock his brain out his noggin
they know i run the town while you joggin’
p-ssies want to go to war, send some shots then
in the kitchen, whippin’ with the wrist!
at 15, credo taught me this sh-t
told me bibby, you got to do it like this!
shake the dope, seroquels in the mix
and my young n-ggas steady catchin’ bodies
flip on, they can’t do me like i’m bobby, huh!

[hook: rico richie]
i’m standing at a table full of bottles
i’m standing at a table full of robbers
trust me n-gga, you don’t want no problems
you gon’ make them choppas blocka-blocka yea
if you ain’t got no haters, you ain’t poppin’
if you ain’t got no haters, you ain’t poppin’ n-gga
if you ain’t got no haters, you ain’t poppin’
if you ain’t got no haters, you ain’t poppin’ n-gga

[verse 3: lil bibby]
my young n-ggas they rockin’ out
no drive-bys, we hoppin’ out
got thirty shots in my clip then it’s about 25 i’m poppin’ out
i’mma get low but i’mma keep five, never know might need mine
just in case sh-t get real, have to let them off and have speed time
my b-tch bad like keisha, and every night i’ll eat her
her hair long, her -ss fat, she ain’t even got no visa
35 for a beat, give me like 8 bands for a feature
every time that i step out, be fresh as f-ck like easter
i’m gone…

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