WHATS POPPIN (Remix) lyrics

[Verse 1: Jack Harlow]
Back with the remix
These boys all my sons like Phoenix (Pooh, you a fool for this one)
My city and state never ever seen this
Jimmy Neutron, I'm a young boy genius (Oh Lord, jetson made another one)
On the futon, I'ma give her that p*nis
When this sh*t's done, I'ma fill up arenas
Ooh, like Gilbert Arenas
Shoot my shot, I'm still with the demons, ooh
I keep it thorough
I got five chicks in New York, that means one in each borough
I'm in the pocket like Burrow
When I'm back home, though, they treat me like Robert De Niro
Took her to Taco Bell, bought her a churro
Took her home, gave her a cinnamon swirl
I left it in, now I got a one-year-old
Zeros on zeros on zeros (Zeros)
That's what my bank account balance say (Woo)
I got a check from the shoe company
Now I do anything that New Balance say
I bought her a plane ticket, out of state
I got me a shorty from 'round the way
Said, "I'm in town today"
She said she comin' over and she down to stay
I got a hit, she been playin' that sh*t
So when she pull up on me, I know what she 'bout to say
[Chorus: Jack Harlow & DaBaby]
What's poppin'?
Brand-new whip, just hopped in (Just hopped in)
I got options
I could pass that b*tch like Stockton (It ain't nothin')
Just joshin' (Oh, these n*ggas got me f*cked up, n*gga)
I'ma spend this holiday locked in (Ooh, you know, it's like)
My body got rid of them toxins (Let me go, let me go, mm, mm)
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[Verse 2: DaBaby]
Call up my b*tch, tell her, "Bring me that noggin" (Brrt)
Brain real good, she a scholar
I like the thing with low mileage, good brain with no college
Call me DaBaby, no toddler (Wah)
I'm real creative and stylish, FN in my denim
I send a hit, make him spin 'em
And I just flew back from L.A. on the jet yesterday (Nyoom)
I go back and forth like I play tennis
I f*ck with your ho, yeah, I'm fit for it
Still on the Billboard, the number one song in UK
And I done got so f*ckin' rich, all these hoes on my di*k
I still don't give a f*ck what you say
She eat it like a Pac-Man, n*gga (Eat it)
Whoop a n*gga like I'm Batman, n*gga (Eat it)
I just pulled up in the Batmobile (Nyoom)
The reason I ain't f*ckin' with these rap-ass n*ggas
'Cause they cap-ass n*ggas (Cap), and they raps ain't real (Cap)
Believe me, you wanna keep your life, then take it easy
I'm rockin' water diamonds, need a Squeegee
These n*ggas watered down, they drinkin' Fiji
My whip is orange and brown like I'm in Cleveland
My b*tch is Mello Yello like a soda (Soda)
These n*ggas tattletalers, I'm a soldier
Ayy, somebody tell them n*ggas that it's over
You know it's Baby, n*gga
[Chorus: Jack Harlow & Tory Lanez]
What's poppin'? (Poppin')
Brand-new whip, just hopped in (Woo, hahaha)
I got options (Ayy)
I could pass that b*tch like Stockton (Uh)

[Verse 3: Tory Lanez]
Hop out that Scat and I caught her
I'm out here with somebody daughter
She callin' me daddy, I'm somebody father
I gotta go gets it, I will not go kiss it
Or put my lips on it like somebody water
The diamond, the glacier, the card in the wallet
She pulled up to f*ck me but nobody caught her
She told me that she wasn't feelin' my music
I f*cked her, she told me, "It's nobody harder"
And I'm with the G-ski, I need that sh*t for the freeski
We are not buyin' no pus*y you sellin' on Peachtree
It's so much work on my celly
I had to go tell all my b*tches, "Email it to reach me"
All in my DM, I'll follow your BM
She play with the croski, we used to f*ck on the lowski
She use to lie on my bed and go lie to your face
And say I'm just a broski, n*gga, you knows me
You ain't believe it, you wanted to toast me
I had extendi as long as a ruler
In case you was coolin' and wanna approach me
Dropped the Bentayga, came back in the Cullinan
She wanna f*ck again, I want that tongue again
Stuck it so deep that she cough up her lung again
Five-star b*tches, they on the run again, run again
Runnin' in diamonds, they illuminatin' the way that I come again
I just put so many pennies on the watch
That I don't ever got to stunt again, n*gga, lil' Tory
[Chorus: Jack Harlow, Tory Lanez & Lil Wayne]
What's poppin'? (Canada)
Brand-new whip, just hopped in (Just hopped in)
I got options
I could pass that b*tch like Stockton (It ain't nothin')
Just joshin'
I'ma spend this holiday locked in (Ooh, man, I just caught a drink, man, f*ck)
My body got rid of them toxins (Mm, mm)
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[Verse 4: Lil Wayne]
Mm, what's brackin'? (Woo)
Brand-new whip, new mansion (Brrp)
Brand-new tips, new dancers (Yeah)
Same old di*k, new Magnums (Oh)
Same old sh*t, new maggots (Yeah)
Same old throne, new dragons (Uh)
Same old strong, new ashes (Yeah)
I could pass that b*tch like Magic, yeah (Oh, oh)
I ain't cappin', I'm lit, I'm active, yeah (Yeah)
Lil' five in that b*tch like Paxson, yeah (Yeah)
Gonna drown in this milk like Apple Jacks
I sell a b*tch dreams, put tax on that
Lil' slime in that b*tch, that's slatt for slatt (Yeah)
Obama, Presidential Rollie, that's black on black (Yeah)
Got ninety-nine problems and a b*tch ain't one
Yeah, numbers don't lie, this the aftermath (Yeah)
Yeah, what's poppin'? (Poppin')
Brand-new phone, just dropped it (Uh)
f*ck it, I got options
I bust down a couple Apple Watches (Hello)
I could put the ball in the end zone
Put a bad b*tch and her friends on, ooh, ooh
I'ma bust all on the skin tone
I be masked up, ask Ken Jeong, ooh, ooh
Dark-haired b*tches like Shego (Pew)
I like 'em blonde like me though (Yeah)
Although I'm Don Corleone (Brrat)
I will still slide like Neo, uh (Hello)
Kief all around my pre-roll (Yeah)
New Orleans, n*gga, I'm Creole
She said, "Babe, does it hurt when I deepthroat?"
I just better not feel your teeth, ho

[Chorus: Jack Harlow]
What's poppin'? (Poppin')
Brand-new whip, just hopped in (Just hopped in)
I got options
I could pass that b*tch like Stockton (It ain't nothin')
Just joshin'
I'ma spend this holiday locked in (Ooh)
My body got rid of them toxins (Mm, mm)
SportsCenter, top ten