Poppin

[Intro: Rich Amiri]

Uh-huh, yeah

Uh-huh, yeah (Bah-bah-bah)

Uh-huh, yeah (Bah, boom-boom-boom-boom)

Uh-huh, yeah (Phew, phew)

[Chorus: Rich Amiri]

Bitch, I'm off a flat, feelin' nauseous (Nah)

She gon' hit my crib and give me neck, don't do talkin' (Nope, nope)

I just went and paid an arm and leg for Givenchy (Damn, yeah)

Then I went and bought a new Corvette for my mommy

Swear I love this shit, I love to flex often (No cap), I don't do no talkin' (No)

I just got to sparkin', we caught that boy and robbed him (Yeah, let's go)

Rocky, he gon' box, spent a band right on these Robins (Uh-huh)

I ain't really popular, but I'm kinda poppin' (Uh-huh)

[Verse 1: Rich Amiri]

I don't really talk too much, I just do my thing, yeah (Yeah, let's go)

Got tired of Boston, I went to Bombay, uh (Uh-huh, yеah)

Put 'em in a coffin, I let that chop spray (Bew-bеw)

She said, "Bae, you toxic, you never call me" (And what?)

If I broke your lil' heart, I'm sorry (Yeah)

If you need me, you can call me

Don't see you like that, but you too attached, ayy (Too attached)

I been countin' cash, pockets stupid fat, yeah

Yeah, I did her bad, but she came back

If you want some smoke, I'll arrange that

Want some love? I can't even entertain that (No)

If them boys bust, we gon' bang back

[Chorus: Rich Amiri & Lil Tecca]

Bitch, I'm off a flat, feelin' nauseous (Nah)

She gon' hit my crib and give me neck, don't do talkin' (Nope, nope)

I just went and paid an arm and leg for Givenchy (Damn, yeah)

Then I went and bought a new Corvette for my mommy

Swear I love this shit, I love to flex often (No cap), I don't do no talkin' (No)

I just got to sparkin', we caught that boy and robbed him (Yeah, let's go)

Rocky, he gon' box, spent a band right on these Robins (Romani, Romani, Romani)

I ain't really popular, but I'm kinda poppin'

[Verse 2: Lil Tecca]

I ain't tryna flex, but you know this

That ho stay on me, she be like, "Tec, you so important"

Half these niggas, they just gassed up, bitch, they bloated

Every day, I get my gas up, bitch, I'm rollin' (Yeah)

Half these niggas tryna catch up, yeah

Oh, you don't agree? I know you thought that talk was cheap

I beef about that green like that shit a BLT

I know I'm her strange addiction, put that shit on TLC

Tired of fuckin' with them lames, that's why she just fuck with me

No talkin', I can't do no talkin'

Pull up in that big body, I can't do no walkin'

I just blocked her number, yeah, that ho do too much stalkin'

Man, these bitches crazy, done forgot I gotta be cautious

[Chorus: Rich Amiri]

Bitch, I'm off a flat, feelin' nauseous (Nah)

She gon' hit my crib and give me neck, don't do talkin' (Nope, nope)

I just went and paid an arm and leg for Givenchy (Damn, yeah)

Then I went and bought a new Corvette for my mommy

Swear I love this shit, I love to flex often (No cap), I don't do no talkin' (No)

I just got to sparkin', we caught that boy and robbed him (Yeah, let's go)

Rocky, he gon' box, spent a band right on these Robins (Uh-huh)

I ain't really popular, but I'm kinda poppin'

[Outro: Rich Amiri]

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Yeah, uh-huh

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