WillThaRapper - Poppin lyrics

[Intro] 808 Mafia It's WillThaRapper n***a I on' f** about him Unplug 2, he he Listen up Look, I say, look Look, I say [Verse] If you ain't got no 80's you ain't poppin n***a Well I got ‘em so I won't hesitate to pop a n***a No, this ain't a rollercoaster, ain't nothing pop with n***as That just simply means I won't hesitate to drop a n***a Pistol off safety I might point it at a p**y n***a I ain't never get why n***as dying over p**y n***a Boy, I'm a vet with the tech, you like a rookie n***a Street school is in session, stop flexin', you playing hookie n***a Soft cookie n***as'll crumble under a fake case f** the six tangles, cause thirty is what my leg say Got about ten in the clip but he got fair eight Call him lead face in his brain until his head break f** they here they countin' money till they hands sore I don't know these n***as f** they tryna be my man's for If you out here trapping f** you tryna run a scam for You a street n***a tell me what the f** you runnin' for You a damn who*e so don't call yourself a man boy I done seen sh** that you would never understand boy I done seen hits for cash under a grand boy For five hundred sh**, I done leave you lyin' boy Call it DOA n***as snitch, like BOA My man prying the BOA, I want chips like free Olay Not a game, boy we don't play Not a face, this sh** is real f** poverty, I'm the field f** profit, I need a mil Them bills don't need a deal Cause labels be on that b**h sh** Managers be stealing and fans be on some Swiss sh** Tryna put hoes in my cheese they on some Swiss sh** Ballin' till I'm broke in the knees I'm on some Swiss sh** b**h get put the f** out if she don't f** sh** n***as balled from the squad if they don't f** sh** Why you purpin' out with a gun? He ain't gon' bust sh** n***as see me with that ‘01 and he ain't touch sh** Got a couple haters so I'm poppin' n***a Like a baby to sleep, I'll rock a n***a Like the baby was mines, I'll pop a n***a They say he trained to go, well I'll stop a n***a I got my ammo on co*k, I'll nail a n***a And if a n***a wan' smoke, here the trigga It ain't a niga in here Lord heaven realer Small money is cool but I like better, bigger New money, same squad, new broads, new cars New bars, only real sh**, all true bars Who ya'll? You ain't buzzing My name ringing like cellphones Running down the same block you sell on This set of shop on the block, life was poppin n***a Hurry up what you want? What you coppin' niga? You ain't got no cash then get the choppa n***a Before the Feds pull up and get to floggin nigas Clockin' n***as all day, that sh** blowing me n***as telling these lies but they ain't knowing me Most o' em owing me, I know the real n***as gon' feel this Man, f** a rap cause this some real sh** Look