Contraband Jonez - Poppin' Lyrics

I could drop yo hook and make you popular (Make you popular)
Yeah
I just took yo bitch her head was poppin bruh (Her head was poppin bruh)
Yeah
All that loud talk you just poppin bruh (You just poppin bruh)
Yeah
I can beef wit you and make you popular (Make you popular)
Yeah
I rather let you slide and count dis money bruh (Count dis money bruh)
Yeah
She just wanna f*ck me cause um popular (Cause um popular)
Yeah
Um really bout that action um not poppin bruh (Um not poppin bruh)
Yeah
Line they ass up lets get it poppin bruh (Lets get it poppin bruh)
Lets get one thing clear um the man round here
I control it like gears tell yo bitch ta steer clear
Um da man of the year I bring yo kinfolks ta tears
Um a real hood nigga I drop xan in my beer
Niggas wanna ride my wave that's why they stuck in the rear
I do this shit wit ease that's what all these haters fear
You can call me Paul cause all my shots Pierce
They prolly mad at me cause all they bitches disappeared
Yes I got da juice so don't grind my f*ckin gears
I been patient to long I been doing dis shit for years
He mad about a bitch tell dat nigga cool his jets
I had ta get it poppin I ain't never had shit
When I get y first million umma write my chick a check
Been up in da streets, Contraband um da shit
I had ta take dat risk cause taking risk paid da rent
Grind, money over everythang
GME we poppin bitch
I could drop yo hook and make you popular (Make you popular)
Yeah
I just took yo bitch her head was poppin bruh (Her head was poppin bruh)
Yeah
All that loud talk you just poppin bruh (You just poppin bruh)
Yeah
I can beef wit you and make you popular (Make you popular)
Yeah
I rather let you slide and count dis money bruh (Count dis money bruh)
Yeah
She just wanna f*ck me cause um popular (Cause um popular)
Yeah
Um really bout that action um not poppin bruh (Um not poppin bruh)
Yeah
Line they ass up lets get it poppin bruh (Lets get it poppin bruh)
All da bullshit is irrelevant don't bother me
I am to intelligent ta let these niggas 1up me
Bitches come in flocks when they see yo shit is poppin G
Niggas get jealous when they feel they should be where you at
Everybody love you when they see you doing good
Well tell me where you was when I was stuck up in da hood
We ain't have gas just a barrel wit some wood
Let a nigga try me umma feed him ta da wolves
Off wit his head I make the call its good as done
Bitch um da man I will shoot you I don't run
You better ask about me umma fool wit da drum
Life a game of chess umma King you a pond
I know ex cons they'll meet you at yo door step and
I know some junkies they'll smoke you till aint nothin left
You better watch yo back before I hit you wit da sidestep
Send some bitches at you f*ck you good and take yo damn wealth
I could drop yo hook and make you popular (Make you popular)
Yeah
I just took yo bitch her head was poppin bruh (Her head was poppin bruh)
Yeah
All that loud talk you just poppin bruh (You just poppin bruh)
Yeah
I can beef wit you and make you popular (Make you popular)
Yeah
I rather let you slide and count dis money bruh (Count dis money bruh)
Yeah
She just wanna f*ck me cause um popular (Cause um popular)
Yeah
Um really bout that action um not poppin bruh (Um not poppin bruh)
Yeah
Line they ass up lets get it poppin bruh (Lets get it poppin bruh)