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Used To Poppin
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Yung Mal
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(Hzrd went crazy on that motherf**ker) 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***as, they been wildin' Ride in this b*t*h with them dirty K's Yes, we got a whole lot of choppers I know a n***a caught a case and he fold The n***a had told on his brothers Ride in that Wraith, feel like I'm outer space 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 Got a good brain on her, I think that b*t*h went to college I ran that sh*t up, I been savin' my guala I pray my young n***as don't catch a body Some n***as had tried us, said f**k it, they slidin' I go get my own, I can't wait on nobody I show that love, never hate on nobody I hold this sh*t down, I can't fold, I'm too solid I'm a rich young n***a, 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***as ride with me, they steppin' and stompin' Shoot at the top of the head, not the stomach I go retarded, 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 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***as, they been wildin' Ride in this b*t*h with them dirty K's Yes, we got a whole lot of choppers I know a n***a caught a case and he fold The n***a had told on his brothers Ride in that Wraith, feel like I'm outer space 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 I wake up, I'm drinkin' lean straight out the bottle Yes, I got that guala, these b*t*hes get lit for these dollars Stick came with a beam, if it spot 'em, I got 'em All my day one n***as, they know that I got 'em No new n***as Still with the same young n***as, 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 killers 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***as can't drip like me I be poppin', these n***as won't copy me 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***as, they been wildin' Ride in this b*t*h with them dirty K's Yes, we got a whole lot of choppers I know a n***a caught a case and he fold The n***a had told on his brothers Ride in that Wraith, feel like I'm outer space 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
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