Lil Poppa


Neighbors say them b*tches ain't stop hittin' 'til they heard that click-clack
Ask him what he did it for, say he did it for get back
Boom, don't nobody move, you get your sh*t splat
If they don't die, then put 'em in the sh*t bag
I just lay low and get cash
You know the bag different
And f*ck the opps, they must ain't learned from the last n*gga
My face good in the hood, I ride past n*ggas
And all my n*ggas know that I'll split my last, n*gga
If it's two hundred on the dash, I ride fast in 'em
b*tch, we drag racing and I got somethin' bad in it
My G's ain't cost that much but I got a lot of cash in 'em
I used that same cash to turn a n*gga past tense
And now we doing more adding than subtracting
Give a f*ck about your fashion
That same 'fit you just bought gon' be the same one you was last in
Body baggin', toe taggin'
Put a n*gga up in shells, doin' all that cappin'
I ain't the one doin' the killing, I'm the one rapping
Laugh now, cry later, I'm the one laughing
Better think before you speak and practice what you preach
'Cause the last n*gga didn't left blood in the street
Tired of stepping over leftover slugs in the street
Be a whole lot of leftover slugs when it's beef
Whole lot of leftovers, yeah, that come from n*ggas gettin' stepped over
Wonder is it worth losing your breath over?
Don't get caught leaving that nasty ho crib, you should've slept over
Hell yeah, I regretted every day I f*cked a check over
But f*ck it, we ain't stressing
That same sh*t you losing rest over don't faze us
And them lil' boys you scared of, they pay us, extortion
I done did it all in a pair of Air Forces
Rubber on, we don't even get to think about abortion
Another home what I'm workin' on, b*tch, I need a fortress
Check my garage, b*tch, I'm living large, 'Raris and Porsches
But I'm dreamin', sh*t ain't what it seem when you think it
Caught him slippin', he had his eyes closed, b*tch n*gga, stop blinking
Ho, I'm trending, my name ringing, n*gga, what you mean, huh?
Everything I drop be good dope, I keep everybody fiending
Like, "Poppa, when you gon' drop?" Right now
And I heard Under Investigation 2 brought the vice out
I might take the doors off the Jeep if it's nice out
My dawg say he wanna roll, okay cool, bring the dice out
Oh, you a dude? We knockin' dykes out
Lil' kid on the mood if the ice out
Promise with these pitches I got, you gon' strike out
Bad little b*tch from 'round the way, I beat her back out
Peep sh*t with my third eye, left and right eye
Peep sh*t with a bird eye, I got a birdview
My brother left the dope game alone, he can't serve you
Want a feature or a verse, n*gga, that's who you refer to
Left the b*tch alone and told her, "I don't deserve you" (Don't deserve you at all)

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