Get It Poppin Lyrics

Real rap

Real shit

You already know

I was working with some magic by the stove before David Blaine

There ain't a time I ain't getting to the money or tryna make a play

Reason why I make it rain they say my name they know it's that

They don't even ask me what I'm selling blood they know it's crack

I come through and they know it's that

Got some 1010s and their friends tryna throw it back

They call for guns I'm throwing that

SOB till the day I die and I'm showin' that

Never been the type to hide my hand

And they're knowin' that let's get it poppin

Once them niggas started we ain't never stoppin

I take flights fuck a date night

Type to change lives my mains nice

I put her on some game & told her take flight

Niggas ain't doin' what I done ain't payed the same price

It's factual ever since a juvie I had the blueprint

Fuck a manual business is business

And that's just somethin' they can't handle

Took a few Ls but I'm here so I'm thankful

Ain't tryna talk on what I did or talk on what I ain't do

It's the pressure that makes you

Fuck a take one this is take two

Even though it's love I feel the hate too

Thinkin' you're a snake I'm a snake too

Anytime I ate then they ate too

Nigga I'm the main topic top of discussion over here

If I ain't got it just know there's a sutm always near

Cause if they could then they would

But they can't so they don't

I went hard on the strip I never asked for a phone

Always stood on what I stood on I went hard on my own

Before the jewellers and shit I done

Bargains of stones I took the wrong route

But fuck it I guess it paid off in MIA

MIA but fuck it let me take off

Boobytrap watchin' bad bitches havin' shakeoffs

I got money on my mind I'm tryna run it like the playoffs

Me and the guys in the fast car smoke the best

This ain't Stardog take disrespect that's a no-no

They're tappin' heads like a barber don't get sent to your father

All this dirty money would get spent

And cause palaver I don't vent I cause drama

I'm a different breed I'm takin' all my shots baby

Ain't no missin' me I was mixin' each

Tryna find a future in the fishy fiend I came up kinda rough

Trap house doin' numbers baby I came up kinda fucked

Came up I was stuck

No insurance with this street shit

When it rains niggas get wet