Fat Nick - Get It Poppin lyrics
[Fat Nick - Get It Poppin lyrics]
Brand new Bentley truck
Let's get this bitch swervin'
I won't beef with opps if they
Can't pull up in Suburbans
We keep some extendos, I'ma bust shit
That's for certain
Maybach presidential, bros can't see me
Pull the curtains brand new Bentley truck
Let's get this bitch swervin'
I won't beef with opps if they
Can't pull up in Suburbans
We keep some extendos, I'ma bust shit
That's for certain
Maybach presidential, bros can't see me
Pull the curtains
If you broke, ain't got money
Please don't beef with me no more
I got chops, keys and Glocks
I be mix matchin' designer
You be mix matchin' your Honda
I push foreigns, you a joke
I aim this dick up at yo throat
Spinnin' blocks, droppin' shots
My hunters really let it pop
I keep guap, boy's got knots
My Sprite already has some snot
Yo bitch, she be my rider
My dope gon' get you higher
I'm burnin' Forgi tires
These bitches all be liars
I got me some money so I feel myself
I told that bitch to slide
Just to kick her out
Aye that's crazy
How you gon' beef with me but
Then your homie gon' die?
And you had to make a GoFundMe
Just to print the RIP shirts?
Brand new Bentley truck
Let's get this bitch swervin'
I won't beef with opps if they
Can't pull up in Suburbans
We keep some extendos, I'ma bust shit
That's for certain
Maybach presidential, bros can't see me
Pull the curtains brand new Bentley truck
Let's get this bitch swervin'
I won't beef with opps if they
Can't pull up in Suburbans
We keep some extendos, I'ma bust shit
That's for certain
Maybach presidential, bros can't see me
Pull the curtains
Let's get this bitch swervin'
I won't beef with opps if they
Can't pull up in Suburbans
We keep some extendos, I'ma bust shit
That's for certain
Maybach presidential, bros can't see me
Pull the curtains brand new Bentley truck
Let's get this bitch swervin'
I won't beef with opps if they
Can't pull up in Suburbans
We keep some extendos, I'ma bust shit
That's for certain
Maybach presidential, bros can't see me
Pull the curtains
If you broke, ain't got money
Please don't beef with me no more
I got chops, keys and Glocks
I be mix matchin' designer
You be mix matchin' your Honda
I push foreigns, you a joke
I aim this dick up at yo throat
Spinnin' blocks, droppin' shots
My hunters really let it pop
I keep guap, boy's got knots
My Sprite already has some snot
Yo bitch, she be my rider
My dope gon' get you higher
I'm burnin' Forgi tires
These bitches all be liars
I got me some money so I feel myself
I told that bitch to slide
Just to kick her out
Aye that's crazy
How you gon' beef with me but
Then your homie gon' die?
And you had to make a GoFundMe
Just to print the RIP shirts?
Brand new Bentley truck
Let's get this bitch swervin'
I won't beef with opps if they
Can't pull up in Suburbans
We keep some extendos, I'ma bust shit
That's for certain
Maybach presidential, bros can't see me
Pull the curtains brand new Bentley truck
Let's get this bitch swervin'
I won't beef with opps if they
Can't pull up in Suburbans
We keep some extendos, I'ma bust shit
That's for certain
Maybach presidential, bros can't see me
Pull the curtains