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used to poppin - yung mal lyrics

[intro]
(hzrd went crazy on that motherf*cker)

[chorus]
like a mil’ when you walk in my closet
had to stay on my grind, i went got it
i got used to poppin’
bands, they bustin’ out my pocket
i really came out the projects
all that money, got it pilin’
they told me get it, now i got it
my young n*ggas, they been wildin’
ride in this b*tch with them dirty k’s
yes, we got a whole lot of choppers
i know a n*gga caught a case and he fold
the n*gga had told on his brothers
ride in that wraith, feel like i’m outer sp*ce
and i got a whole lot of choppers
it ain’t my birthday, but i got a whole lot of cake
and i got a whole lot of problems

[verse 1]
got a good brain on her, i think that b*tch went to college
i ran that sh*t up, i been savin’ my guala
i pray my young n*ggas don’t catch a body
some n*ggas had tried us, said f*ck it, they slidin’
i go get my own, i can’t wait on n0body
i show that love, never hate on n0body
i hold this sh*t down, i can’t fold, i’m too solid
i’m a rich young n*gga, still post in the projects
went major league, but don’t play for the dodgers
i roll up exotic, it smell like i vomit
my n*ggas ride with me, they steppin’ and stompin’
shoot at the top of the head, not the stomach
i go r*t*rded, we got the money, went dummy
spent a forty right on my chain, this sh*t nothin’
gotta watch how you run up on me, they might bust you
they know i came from nothing
[chorus]
like a mil’ when you walk in my closet
had to stay on my grind, i went got it
i got used to poppin’
bands, they bustin’ out my pocket
i really came out the projects
all that money, got it pilin’
they told me get it, now i got it
my young n*ggas, they been wildin’
ride in this b*tch with them dirty k’s
yes, we got a whole lot of choppers
i know a n*gga caught a case and he fold
the n*gga had told on his brothers
ride in that wraith, feel like i’m outer sp*ce
and i got a whole lot of choppers
it ain’t my birthday, but i got a whole lot of cake
and i got a whole lot of problems

[verse 2]
i wake up, i’m drinkin’ lean straight out the bottle
yes, i got that guala, these b*tches get lit for these dollars
stick came with a beam, if it spot ’em, i got ’em
all my day one n*ggas, they know that i got ’em
no new n*ggas
still with the same young n*ggas, we came from the bottom
ring it up, i got rich, now i feel like i’m roddy
i be with some rappers like rowdy
got sold*out shows, sh*t crowded
top floor condos, big houses
ride big body benz, got them k!llers behind me
chain rose gold, but i came up from poverty
gotta turn up some more for the ones who had doubted me
i done came a long way, you just gotta be proud of me
i pull up, that chopper on side of me
i wear nothin’ but that custom, n*ggas can’t drip like me
i be poppin’, these n*ggas won’t copy me
[chorus]
like a mil’ when you walk in my closet
had to stay on my grind, i went got it
i got used to poppin’
bands, they bustin’ out my pocket
i really came out the projects
all that money, got it pilin’
they told me get it, now i got it
my young n*ggas, they been wildin’
ride in this b*tch with them dirty k’s
yes, we got a whole lot of choppers
i know a n*gga caught a case and he fold
the n*gga had told on his brothers
ride in that wraith, feel like i’m outer sp*ce
and i got a whole lot of choppers
it ain’t my birthday, but i got a whole lot of cake
and i got a whole lot of problems

- yung mal lyrics

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