Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Poppin, artist - Yo Gotti. Date of issue: 25.10.2015
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Poppin |
| Got a bunch of guns, but ain’t shot 'em |
| Why you got a bunch of guns, but ain’t shot 'em? |
| If you ain’t got no haters, you ain’t poppin' |
| When I be in the A, I be poppin' |
| King of Compound, ask |
| I be dead fresh, I’m stylish |
| If water around the house, that bitch an island |
| Late night, got a bitch on Fallon |
| Brand new 'Rari with the stripes |
| I be in the kitchen, I’m the chef |
| Dope ain’t coming back, I got to get it right |
| Don’t make me fuck your bitch, that pussy poppin' |
| We be ballin' like we hit the lotto |
| We some real niggas, that’s the motto |
| We be in the club, where the sparklers at? |
| I just sold a brick now I got bread |
| Fell in love with a ratchet, but get model head |
| Boy I got the 40, it got hollow heads |
| And you a yes nigga, you a bobble head |
| My money out the banks and hit to Mexico |
| El Chapo just escaped, I’m trying to double that |
| Free Big Meech and Free, we need blessings |
| I’m a dopeboy, where the legends at? |
| I just moved to Miami with the |
| Shoutout to and |
| I be with the Haitians in Little Haiti |
| Caught a dirty, damn near violated probation |
| Called my mama from the bank, told her we made it |
| Bitch asked me if the pussy good, told her I hate it |
| And she lyin' to her friends, saying I ate it |
| But I only on the head, we never dated |
| If you ain’t got no haters, you ain’t poppin' |
| Why you got a bunch of guns, but ain’t shot 'em? |
| Niggas watching in the closet, see you plottin' |
| Boy you a fuck nigga, you ridin' |
| Why you got a bunch of guns, but ain’t shot 'em? |
| Got a bunch of guns, but ain’t shot 'em |
| Why you got a bunch of guns, but ain’t shot 'em? |
| If you ain’t got no haters, you ain’t poppin' |
| This that big money shit, that executive shit |
| This that young nigga with the shirt off in the Lambo shit |
| This that park that hoe, come back in a 'Rari shit |
| This that make these niggas jump off the motherfuckin' bridge |
| You know what I’m talking about? |
| This that shit |
| This that have a hundred, this that motherfuckin' buzz down drug |
| That bitch hate it, this that crib look like a small on them pussies |
| And we cash that out |
| You ain’t got no haters, you ain’t poppin' |
| You ain’t got no enemies, you ain’t street |
| We built for |
| CMG! |
| Art of Hustle |
| This that understand |