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poppin’ 2 (ft. yourfavouriteshady) - young gleason lyrics

[chorus: gleason]
gotta get poppin’ again; poppin’ with friends
gotta get poppin’ again; walmart shoppin’ again
opps at the block again; poppin’ with skengs
gotta get poppin’ again; coppin the ends

[verse 1: gleason]
gotta get it poppin, opps started sendin’ shots, shootin’ shots, shottin’ glocks
i had to just rep the blocks, i’m poppin’ off, and i’m coppin’ the glocks
this is walmart blocks i’m shoppin’, had to just shop the wop, top of the pops
thank your mom and pops, i’m poppin’ off, you opps keep droppin’ off
i’m f*ckin’ off, too much money, man i’m just rotten, penny poppin’
partying, man i get to henny shottin’, you’re barely gotten, you’re barley mutton
tried to eat a slice of the pie, he’s nearly glutton, i’m penny pumpin’
you’re red like pumpkin, i’m penny poppin’, penny running
haha* i guess i still gotta get it*

[verse 2: yourfavouriteshady]
i’m hopscotchin’ blocks, while you watchin’ clocks tickin’
got the glock c*cked, and it’s talkin’ non*stop, kickin’
quick fixin’, mixin’ up the flow like i’m trickin’
tongue twistin’, got you trippin’, grippin’, no slippin’
poppin’ off these shots, i’m sl!ck as quick as tickin’ clocks
talkin’ talk but never walk, i’m spinnin’ heads like twistin’ locks
runnin’ circles ’round these ops, i’m poppin’ off, no stoppin’ stops
spit it sharp, like jaws that chop, i’m snappin’ jaws, no jaws’ll drop
got your head in knots, i’m knotty, naughty, body rockin’ up these blocks
you’re a sloppy copy, flop like floppy disks, i’m choppin’ off the tops
[chorus: gleason]
gotta get poppin’ again; poppin’ with friends
gotta get poppin’ again; walmart shoppin’ again
opps at the block again; poppin’ with skengs
gotta get poppin’ again; coppin the ends

[outro: gleason (freestyle)]
yeah, don’t f*ckin’ pretend, i ain’t yo friend
i’m poppin’ again, you cannot comprehend
catch me at the u bend, there i go again
3 years in, all i do is spit flame like flem
poppin’ again, window shoppin’ again
gun coppin’ again, sly chopping again
how i know he dodgy? do i need to explain?
got a sixth sense for pr*cks, i do not entertain
i got a sixth sense, ignite the beat like incense
man y’all just like insects, i’m the best*
*wonder of the world, you ain’t even 10th
ain’t 18 but i still made a couple of pence
with the strength of a tiger you gotta be lying
i’m the best, no wonder my ego flying
poppin’ off, that’s why it’s the song title
kieran on lock, me and him are your idols

- young gleason lyrics

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