Fenix Flexin, Drakeo The Ruler, Flight - Off Poppin Gone (Remix) lyrics

Yeah poppin' off, poppin' off
(HT made the wave) fTC, come on

Say bitch, I'm poppin' off
From the windows to the walls
'Til the sweat drop down my balls
They not tryna see me ball
I'm standing ten feet tall
They want me dead and gone
I think you better move on
'Cause bitch, I'm poppin' off
(Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)

Baby bad as hell, but she broke though
(She broke though)
I want no relation with a broke hoe
(With a broke hoe)
Nigga like a raw paper, we want all the smoke
(We want all the smoke)
F&N, load it up, watch them niggas choke
Ha, ha, they need to catch up


(Need to catch up)
Niggas broke, down bad, gеt your check up
(Get your check up)
All my niggas gеt to steppin'
Like a dancing move (Like a dancing move)
Boy, you stupid tryna leave the
Crib without the tool (Without the what?)
Bitch, you stupid tryna come
Around without no booty (Bitch)
Ayy, that's a lesson
You finna pay some pimpin' (Pay some)
Baby girl, play your role
Go and pay attention (Go and pay attention)
We got choppa's on the floor
Drugs in the kitchen (Kitchen)
We got dope up on the stove
Coke up on the dishes (Skrrt, skrrt)
Bet I got that yikky on me
When I'm in the building
(When I'm in the building)
If a nigga goin' broke, I'ma go and get it
(Go and get it)
Let a nigga try to rob me, I'ma go to prison
(Baow)

Say bitch, I'm poppin' off
From the windows to the walls
'Til the sweat drop down my balls
They not tryna see me ball
I'm standing ten feet tall
They want me dead and gone
I think you better move on
'Cause bitch, I'm poppin' off

They don't wanna see me boppin'
They got money problems
Water on my neck wetter than Bikini Bottom
Better watch what you tweetin'
And what you speak, You gon' be bleedin'
A half a million on my neck
And I got every piece from
Remember I was on the road
Willie Nelson on the phone screen
It's a blizzard on my neck, yeah
I don't wanna do no songs with 'em
Barely get along with 'em
What's in my palm
I'll send you to the angels
When I'll chrome hearted up (Up)
Niggas givin' our Shug vibes
A hundred shells in this wave, yeah, goodbye
Mob ties, good fellas, I'm a good guy
Made Made nigga better not look
Wrong or blink at me
Know they ain't gon' touch
Me, I’m psycho Bob, You Krusty
Clown ass niggas in my
Ear talkin' 'bout nothing
I'm the ruler, I'm the don
James Bound how I press a button
He's no longer when I'm
Handing out destruction

Say bitch, I'm poppin' off
From the windows to the walls
'Til the sweat drop down my balls
They not tryna see me ball
I'm standing ten feet tall
They want me dead and gone
I think you better move on
'Cause bitch, I'm poppin' off

I'm off my grind
So you know I'm finna shine
(Know I'm finna shine)
I don't chase nothin' else
But them dollar signs
(But them dollar signs)
Baby, I know that you wanna be mine
(Wanna be mine)
But I'm a big baller, cannot waste no time
Nigga, this a G Wagon, this ain't a Rover
(Vroom) fTC really 'bout to take over
Smokin' on gas 'cause I'm a stoner
I make the paper, you make the turnover
Know y'all want the hot shit, call me Nike
Do it (Do it)
I'm the trendin' topic
It ain't really nothin' to it (Uh)
Hearin' what they got
But I never see 'em shoot it
Claimin' you's a drug dealer, nigga
Who you foolin'? See you smoke the pot
But I never see you move it (Nah)
Fuckin' on this bitch
Then I'm clear how I'm move it
(How I'm move) throw that ass back
Go and show them how you do it
(How you do it)
Fuck you singin' for? Come on
Get on with the movement

Say bitch, I'm poppin' off
From the windows to the walls
'Til the sweat drop down my balls
They not tryna see me ball
I'm standing ten feet tall
They want me dead and gone
I think you better move on
'Cause bitch, I'm poppin' off

From the win, from the windows to the walls
(To the walls, to the walls, to the walls)
From the win, from the win
From the windows to the walls
(To the walls, to the walls, to the walls)