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(Just Connor Smith)
GloRilla
Ayy, ayy
You know I be poppin' sh*t
Woo, woo, ayy, woo, woo

Hottest b*t*h he ever had and I ain't on no c*cky sh*t
But I don't gotta say too much, 'cause you know how I'm rockin', b*t*h (You know how I'm rockin', b*t*h)
Better hide your n***a, when he see me, he be jockin' sis (Woo)
He know I'm a P, and yeah, that P, it stand for poppin', b*t*h (Pop, pop, pop)
Woo, I'm poppin', b*t*h, you know I be poppin' sh*t (You know I be poppin' sh*t)
Never let no pu**y n***a treat you like an option, sis (Nah)
Hit the club with my gang, we standin' right on top of sh*t (Gang, gang)
Told you I'm a P, and yeah, that P, it stand for poppin', b*t*h

They like, "Rilla, where you been at, shawty? When you finna drop some sh*t?"
I been in my mode, the way I'm feelin', I might pop a b*t*h
My homie showed me her true colors, then I had to drop the b*t*h
I was tryna chase a bag and she was doin' the opposite
Was f**kin' with this n***a 'til his a** got on some groupie sh*t
His friends all in our business, I can tell he wasn't used to sh*t
He gave me all his brain and then he got up on some stupid sh*t
Didn't even get the cookie and was actin' like a lunatic
Hottest b*t*h he ever had and I ain't on no c*cky sh*t
But I don't gotta say too much, 'cause you know how I'm rockin', b*t*h (You know how I'm rockin', b*t*h)
Better hide your n***a, when he see me, he be jockin' sis (Woo)
He know I'm a P, and yeah, that P, it stand for poppin', b*t*h (Pop, pop, pop)
Woo, I'm poppin', b*t*h, you know I be poppin' sh*t (You know I be poppin' sh*t)
Never let no pu**y n***a treat you like an option, sis (Nah)
Hit the club with my gang, we standin' right on top of sh*t (Gang, gang)
Told you I'm a P, and yeah, that P, it stand for poppin', b*t*h

Hell yeah, hoes mad, ooh, I got some b*t*hes bad, ho
I been on they a**, I guess that's really what they mad for
I'ma keep this sh*t one hundred, I'ma give a n***a heads up
I don't want your drawers, lil' n***a, I just want some head, bruh
He say he like my style, he love my vibe, he love my energy (Ayy)
Told him I be thuggin', all the gangster n***as feelin' me
His b*t*h thought I was cute until he did too, now she envy me
Sh*t, I'm feelin' like I'm John Cena, these b*t*hes ain't seein' me

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