[Hook: Kid Ink & King Los]
Okay, urgh, I pop shit believe that believe that, everywhere I be at
You can see that, drinks by the liter, you can see that, everywhere I be at
I'm poppin' shit, bottles too she pop it for a G
That's what you gotta do, that's what you gotta do
We poppin' shit, we poppin' shit, we poppin' shit
[Verse 1: King Los]
I got a couple new Roleys with a couple frozen bands
My niggas squeeze arms like a couple holding hands
Nigga VRROOM! Tryna flip that Maserati over
Smelling like izzy miyaki and my fly Versace loafers, nigga wait
Drop them hunndits, and Tony pop that perfect
I Jump in the drop murk it while bumping the locks, Porsche
Nigga wait,My shades probably cost a thousand
Fly to death, private jets flying across an island
I said, just let me explain, I was just in Spain, pump this in your brain
Nigga I'mma get this change, Puffy told me slow down
I said woah now that's a no now, nigga it's about to go down
I'm a turn Bad Boy to Motown, nigga unh, Ink? What the fuck they think?
We don't smoke it, it don't stink, this how fly niggas lean
She love my Versace that's a fly nigga thing
I was born a broke nigga I'm a die as a king
Bad boy
[Hook: Kid Ink & King Los]
Okay, urgh, I pop shit believe that believe that, everywhere I be at
You can see that, drinks by the liter, you can see that, everywhere I be at
I'm poppin' shit, bottles too she pop it for a G
That's what you gotta do, that's what you gotta do
We poppin' shit, we poppin' shit, we poppin' shit
[Verse 2: Kid Ink]
Pock' full of hund's in the Levi's
Wait, got yo' hunny out the beehive
OG got me high than a tree house
Two fingers up like a eat out
Wait, take you for a ride get the seat out
We be in this bitch going crazy, senile
Back then niggas ain't believe what they see now
Grip in my hand ball hard off the rebound
Boom, shocka, locka, picture me rollin', loud like an opera
Pull up in that big boy truck it's a Tonka
Ready for the show, baby you gonna want an encore
Tell em that, we ain't on no bullshit, no AC, just cool kids
And a bad bitch on full shift, I'm gone off the four fith
I don't think they ready for it 'bout to make 'em forfeit
We've been going hammer time right about the tool kit alumni!
[Hook: Kid Ink & King Los]
Okay, urgh, I pop shit believe that believe that, everywhere I be at
You can see that, drinks by the liter, you can see that, everywhere I be at
I'm poppin' shit, bottles too she pop it for a G
That's what you gotta do, that's what you gotta do
We poppin' shit, we poppin' shit, we poppin' shit
[Verse 3: King Los & Kid Ink]
Ayo, I tell her bring her friend 'cause we multiplying the action
I let Ink divide her legs and we never provide a fraction, wait
Two fly young niggas on a private jet, running out of ink tryna write me a check
Don't start no shit won't be no shit! I said fuck the world but we don't care
Man we threw molly to the models, then suicides on that rarri'
Like suey on the body, then body shit for a hobby like
[Hook: Kid Ink & King Los]
Okay, urgh, I pop shit believe that believe that, everywhere I be at
You can see that, drinks by the liter, you can see that, everywhere I be at
I'm poppin' shit, bottles too she pop it for a G
That's what you gotta do, that's what you gotta do
We poppin' shit, we poppin' shit, we poppin' shit
