
What's Poppin ft. Eclipse Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2023
Lyrics
What, what, where, where my baby at, yeah
Where my baby at, uh-huh
Where my baby at, uh-huh
Where my baby at, where, where my baby at, where, where my, yeah, yeah, yeah
Ain't no reason I be chillin', what's poppin'
Keep it lowkey, learn that shit from the tropics
I don't need you, nigga, you is an option
Move like a ninja, no barking', just action
Swear these niggas need a Grammy they acting
Bitches be sayin' anything for reaction
Don't want your heart on your sleeve, that ain't fashion
Feel like hulk, cause the way I be smashin
UPS, cause I'm smokin' this package
Nothing guaranteed, don't know what's gon' happen
Don't you trust em until you see it in action
Wife her first, then I hit it with passion
Been through pain, can't say how it happened
I can tell you cause you might take advantage
Know my weakness, now I'm at a disadvantage
I got fam, so I can't afford vanish
Ain't no reason I be chillin', what's poppin'
Keep it lowkey, learn that shit from the tropics
I don't need you, nigga, you is an option
Move like a ninja, no barkin', just action
I be so lowkey, don't hang too much
Rather have loyalty instead of your love
Learn from my cousin, you can't trust blood
They say that blood is thicker than the water
I think that mud's thicker than the others
Still be cautious when I'm claiming another
Hurt by my nigga, I love like a brother
Now I'm careful, nigga, that's on my mother
No, you can't tell him too much, what
No, you can't show him too much, why
Cause you gon' hurt too much, yeah
Cause you gon' hurt too much, yeah
Ain't no reason I be chillin', what's poppin'
Keep it lowkey, learn that shit from the tropics
I don't need you, nigga, you is an option
Move like a ninja, no barkin', just action
Yeah, yeah, ain't no duckin' this action, nah
Ayy, ayy, ain't no duckin' this
Yeah, yeah, look, ayy
Master the game, gotta play like it's Tekken
Know I gotta call God for a blessing
He the only one that keep me protected
Heavy with the drip, I keep em invested
I keep them haters up out of my section
She on my dick and she gettin' it messy
She off that liquor, she get to confessin
Como te llamas, I didn't get the message
Yo, I gotta go, on to them dollars, I'm gon' hit the road
I couldn't care if it's me vs. the world
Then I'm choosin' me, that's on my soul
Who know you better than you, talk it out to the root
It go deeper than they'll ever know
Still on the mission and they know it's more than a vision
The goal is to just make it home
Ayy, what it is, and I told her just what it is
And I trust her from there, she gon' handle biz
Truth be told, ion care what your handle is
And you know I'm gon' handle the damages
904 where we hang with the savages
You know niggas don't care what your status is
Play ya cards, but this game's law of averages
And you might get it poppin' on accident
And you might get it poppin' on accident
Yeah, you just might get it on accident