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poppin it - x4 lyrics

[intro: chxnk]
ayy
y’all n*ggas really sleep on me
it’s cool, though
i do this sh*t with a passion
i got y’all
know what i’m sayin’, huh?

[verse 1: chxnk]
i told the world my deepest secrets, but n0body seemed to listen
i grew up a good kid, but now they paint me a villain
i be smokin’ all this ‘za, now a n*gga really chillin’
tryna stack this money up until that sh*t touch the ceiling
and we gon’ pop any n*gga ice grinnin’
these some expensive*ass jeans, these ain’t no regular*ass denim
if they slide through this block, we gon’ send ’em
then slide back to they block and keep spinnin’
that’s why i say on your block, ain’t no chillin’
i’m with my clothing, cuh, finna be some k!llings
it’s like apex in the hood, all this damage we be dealin’
got like eight n*ggas in this ‘wood, we fusion, i can feel it
really hate these fools, they switch up and start trippin’
when them bottles start poppin’, they pull up and start sippin’
n*ggas b*tches, wasn’t even with me when i was in them trenches
granny prayin’ for me, i didn’t need it ’cause i was out here sinnin’
i talk in code ’cause i can’t cuss in front of children
play “dat part,” bet it go up up in the building
i was growin’ up, street taught don’t trust, love k!ll
i got talent, speak the real, so i can’t do no f*cked deals
i need my mama in the hills, huh
perc’d up, 33 got bottle full of pills
i’m finna bust down my neck, i gave my bottom half chills, huh
want so much money stacked, the bottom half a mil’
i think these rap n*ggas my sons like the condom had failed
smokin’ big dead n*gga, uncle phil
you can’t teach me sh*t if you ain’t in the field
i’m gon’ rap until i’m dead or get a deal
she gon’ harass me until i finally wanna chill
cut my feelings off long ago, b*tch, f*ck how you feel
two b*tches sellin’ scripts, i’m finna bust off the pills
[verse 2: x4]
how the f*ck he have a glock on him and still got k!lled?
couldn’t’ve made it in my hood, you would’ve been got peeled
they could give me thirty*seven years and i still wouldn’t tell
why y’all send him on a mission? y’all know he gon’ fail
n*gga, you is not from the gang, i know you gon’ tell
wait
tried to test your diamonds and you ran, that’s how i know they not real
n*gga, you’s a b*tch, when i’m around, you can’t come over here
i done squabbled twenty*two opps, that’s how you know it’s real

[verse 3: chxnk & x4]
i done dropped like twenty*two shots, that’s like overk!ll
other side always sendin’ threats, but they know the deal
face from one b*tch, the other friend got some more to give
let a n*gga say the wrong gang and it’s over with
tryna bust down my neck, it’s gettin’ cold like a polar bear
he didn’t shoot when he seen his opps, i know he scared
that n*gga j*cat in his hood, yeah, that part
i’m f*ckin’ on a n*gga b*tch, yeah, that part

- x4 lyrics

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