
Poppin (Radio Edit) Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2024
Lyrics
I've been out of way , tryna make this paper everyday
learned my lesson with the life of a rapper tryna make it
I can talk about the GOAT, but the GOAT was in this paper
Verse 10, God got me, if I ever start to crank it
When we're trappin', made it early, off the lock, he ain't thankin
Got some haters in the city, but the city like to claim us
I'm the boss, biggest boss, Rick Ross, type of man to see me different
If I look up in the paper, I'ma take it Bad bitch wanna give me neck , that ain't a problem
If she wanna date, sorry baby, brezzy got dem options
I ain't talkin' bout hoes, just jobs, can you stop it
Tell me shawty, I'm the hottest nigga in the city, poppin
Make the same hits, new watch on my wrist Feel like Kodak black, the way this, bodak
yellow finna hit And your momma like Breeze, nigga, I'm the
new shit I've been talkin' bout this blow up, cuz
it blow up from the hip When I woke up, yellin' that crete
Now all these niggas dressin' like Breeze Yeah, all that ass keep shakin' on me
Yeah, tell them it's ten with a verse and a feed
Niggas tell them boys they might as well end it with a rocket
I done landed on the moon, one leap for the moshpit
But there's some jobs to be done, and some money to be made
If the feds try to come, we gon' hit a doctor strange
In the city, can you pop it, turn va up, can you stop it
Making hits after hits, that's the goal, and I'ma drop it
Got sign, now they sayin' nigga, Brezzy just dropped it
That's a blessing, cuz a nigga damn sure wasn't stoppin
Yeah, in the city, they gon' be like, Brezz In the city, they gon' know that it's us
Yeah, in the studio, I keep writing shit up
Man, tell that lame nigga shut his mouth and keep up
Yeah, he ain't talking about, now y'all ain't talking about Brezz
Money making habits, making money while I'm asleep, damn
Lady shawty is a liar, pass me the blunt, nigga, where is the lighter
Soul for real, yeah, yeah, yeah
Soul for real, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Soul for real, uh-huh
I get cash like a dog for real
Get me high, I'm off a mill