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