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poppin - tate kobang lyrics

[verse 1]
got a dirty 40, fell in love with it
need another 40 just like it
got a little b-tch that loves to suck d-ck
need another shawty just like it
got my [?] on with the perc in me
get to moonwalking like michael
and i’m undefeated in them trenches boy
but them n-ggas tryna take my t-tle
had to rearrange the whole bible
every night i sleep with my rifle
my uncle told me as a young n-gga
better k!ll ‘em if they try and fight you
got a gun shooter that’s on payroll
if they miss a n-gga they fired
b-tch i’m in the field and i just brought [?]
‘fore your mama let you outside

[hook]
the bands, they poppin’
the perkys, she poppin’
i walk in, get sh-t poppin’
the b-tches, they flockin’

[verse 2]
always keep a bandana
yellow jewelry, ned flanders
tell them they don’t want no honor
pour the lean up in the fanta
asking for forgiveness on a daily basis
i was in the trenches ‘cause that’s where i’m safest
i just want the [?], ain’t no d-mn relations
wasn’t ‘posed to make it, time for celebrations
spittin’ scriptures, came up out of revelations
f-ck the phony friends, i like ‘em better hatin’
was down bad, they would pray i make it
now a n-gga up and everybody hating

[hook]
god d-mn, they poppin’
the pistol, she poppin’
the bands, they poppin’
them hoes, they droppin’
your favorite rapper flopping
i’m going, can’t stop it
you run up, i’ma pop it
run up, b-tch i pop it
poppin’
the bands, poppin’
the hoes, poppin’
pistol, she poppin’
molly, she poppin’
perkys, she poppin’
them bottles, she poppin’
new, she poppin’

[verse 3]
i put in work
drop bands, b-tches twerk
big guns, we stain
king of baltimore, tate kobang
young n-gga, in the field
f-ck your b-tch, buck how you feel
on the boys i did a mill
got some decent shooters
mo let ‘em k!ll
k!llers with me, i cannot control ‘em
shooters with me, i cannot control ‘em
turkeys on me, i cannot control ‘em
got the bands, i throw ‘em, i don’t like to hold ‘em
on the top, man i thought i told ‘em
bad b-tches love to hand the scr-t-m
can’t f-ck a b-tch if everybody know it
cause that mean she f-cked and everybody know it
got blue dot for my new thot
and my old b-tch get apple
in the kitchen whipping them grits n-gga
my grandma cooking scrabble
if they flip flop like sandals
bet they life down into shambles
tell ‘em roll the dice, take the gamble
now the whole [?] get samples

- tate kobang lyrics

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