POPEYE Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2024
Lyrics
Yo, ayy
Attention on me when I walk in the crib
The drip be like, okay
Tell me how I keep smoking these niggas
I'm green like I'm Popeye
Yung Junior's my boss, ayy
He's a dancer but he can't dig Popeye
Fuck your feelings, I ain't made a cup
You gon' need a mo' of NG like Hawkeye
I need me a perky
Cause I be forgetting you niggas
Just know it's on purpose
Me and my niggas, we staying united
Like we playing for Ferguson
I am the one that they soul and regret
Man, I'm saving the music, the country
And I am the president
Tell all your browser to text me
I'll end up in court, I ain't innocent
If we doing good, let's need my dividends
Yeah, you got me on WhatsApp, but we ain't friends
I just bought a new cam
But these niggas still on delay
They can't see through my lens
I just bought a new house
Ayy, she hate that I'm mine
Me nah expand, quarter past nine
I'm taking lunch, I rather ice
That shit a munch
You want a ball, I want a dunk
KKK for the lock
Went to the club with my uncle
Fuck it, of course, Mary Jo
It's June and they all want a bump
I know they don't vibe with hip-hop
I make all their minds change
Clock in your head
And I'm playing a video mind game
Ayy, nigga, I'm straight
Why the fuck you look at me sideways
Ayy, you should get some insurance
Look at it my way
Pockets full of money
Keep on coming like it's ramen noodles
I'ma keep it spinning like I'm on a lunar
Ayy, niggas want the beef, but they barely tuna
Huh, fish ass niggas can't get me sooner
Said I'm on a roller
And when the shit is getting messy
Then I'm Barcelona
Leave you in the grave
Till you wake up in the fucking coma
And don't say that I never told you
Ayy, attention on me
When I walk in the crib
The drip be like
Okay
Tell me how I keep smoking
These niggas, I'm green like I'm Popeye
Yeah, Junior's my boss, ayy
He's a dancer, but he can't eat Popeye
Fuck your feelings, I ain't made of coke
You gon' need a mo
Avenge him like Hawkeye
I need me a perky
Cause I be forgetting you niggas
Just know it's on purpose
Me and my niggas, we staying united
Like we playing for Ferguson
I am the one that is sold in regret
Man, I'm saving the music, the country
And I am the president
One that is sold in regret
Man, I'm saving the music, the country
And I am the president
Sack
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