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Pop Up Video (MV)




Performed By: Maniac Flame
Length: 2:48
Written by: Tra'Mayne Bondurant




Maniac Flame - Pop Up Lyrics




If it's bout money I pop up
They wanna copy
They, not us
All of this money a lot huh
Make you go hard
When you got none
Remember them days
We was broke broke
We had to hustle
No joke though
Straight from the crest
I'm ah cutthroat
I want the neck
Like a chokehold

Grind for a milli
A boatload
Finna run to this check
Like I'm bolt bolt
Speak on my name
I'm ah goat hoe
Old skoo vibes
Got an old soul
I want them bands like knee-high
We gone go private
When we fly
Hit it from back
Make it beatbox
I need a check
No Adidas
Niggas be hating they wack boy
Get the money then get it right back boy
Dominate shit I'm Shaq boy
I don't sip lean I don't act boy
Maniac flame Imma dog nigga
Everyone with me go hard nigga
Speaking so smooth
Like a car dealer
T.I.Z.O the gods we all realer
High in the sky
Like a g5
F*ck is you saying
Bitch he fly
I need a mill
Or I deny
Maniac flame he too fye
She give me top medusa
Mite have bless a jeweler
Soon as the check come in
I'm feeling like rick the ruler
Shit so crazy
These bitches be lazy
None one can faze me
I'm wavy singing like kc
That's for the ladies
They crave me
Some wanna date me
Dont wanna baby
I'm shady never could get me
Go ask my lady
Shit is so easy
I know that I got it
Just watch me kill the game
And do the dash
Bitch I been grinding
No skatepark
But I'm like Tony Hawk
For the cash
I got my niggas with me
From the past day 1's only
New niggas trash
I gotta run it up and do it fast
I gotta run it up and do it fast

If it's bout money I pop up
They wanna copy
They not us
All of this money a lot huh
Make you go hard
When you got none
If it's bout money I pop up
They wanna copy
They not us
All of this money a lot huh
Make you go hard
When you got none

Remember them days
We was broke broke
Balled in sports no joke tho
Tree boys hits you know hoe
Now we all eat solo
F*ck a cop f*ck robo
Put this game in a chokehold
It's my time I no no
Young nigga ball like kob kob
Might just sing like Jojo
Getting her wet
Like a boat show
Young nigga fire
Want cold stones
Incredible diamonds frozone
F*ck what they talking
They don't know
Finna make me a million
A whole load
Listen to Nippsey
I hustle
All of these hits
I'm humble

If it's bout money I pop up
They wanna copy
They not us
All of this money a lot huh
Make you go hard
When you got none
If it's bout money I pop up
They wanna copy
They not us
All of this money a lot huh
Make you go hard
When you got none
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If it's bout money I pop up
They wanna copy
They, not us
All of this money a lot huh
Make you go hard
When you got none
Remember them days
We was broke broke
We had to hustle
No joke though
Straight from the crest
I'm ah cutthroat
I want the neck
Like a chokehold

Grind for a milli
A boatload
Finna run to this check
Like I'm bolt bolt
Speak on my name
I'm ah goat hoe
Old skoo vibes
Got an old soul
I want them bands like knee-high
We gone go private
When we fly
Hit it from back
Make it beatbox
I need a check
No Adidas
Niggas be hating they wack boy
Get the money then get it right back boy
Dominate shit I'm Shaq boy
I don't sip lean I don't act boy
Maniac flame Imma dog nigga
Everyone with me go hard nigga
Speaking so smooth
Like a car dealer
T.I.Z.O the gods we all realer
High in the sky
Like a g5
F*ck is you saying
Bitch he fly
I need a mill
Or I deny
Maniac flame he too fye
She give me top medusa
Mite have bless a jeweler
Soon as the check come in
I'm feeling like rick the ruler
Shit so crazy
These bitches be lazy
None one can faze me
I'm wavy singing like kc
That's for the ladies
They crave me
Some wanna date me
Dont wanna baby
I'm shady never could get me
Go ask my lady
Shit is so easy
I know that I got it
Just watch me kill the game
And do the dash
Bitch I been grinding
No skatepark
But I'm like Tony Hawk
For the cash
I got my niggas with me
From the past day 1's only
New niggas trash
I gotta run it up and do it fast
I gotta run it up and do it fast

If it's bout money I pop up
They wanna copy
They not us
All of this money a lot huh
Make you go hard
When you got none
If it's bout money I pop up
They wanna copy
They not us
All of this money a lot huh
Make you go hard
When you got none

Remember them days
We was broke broke
Balled in sports no joke tho
Tree boys hits you know hoe
Now we all eat solo
F*ck a cop f*ck robo
Put this game in a chokehold
It's my time I no no
Young nigga ball like kob kob
Might just sing like Jojo
Getting her wet
Like a boat show
Young nigga fire
Want cold stones
Incredible diamonds frozone
F*ck what they talking
They don't know
Finna make me a million
A whole load
Listen to Nippsey
I hustle
All of these hits
I'm humble

If it's bout money I pop up
They wanna copy
They not us
All of this money a lot huh
Make you go hard
When you got none
If it's bout money I pop up
They wanna copy
They not us
All of this money a lot huh
Make you go hard
When you got none
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Writer: Tra'Mayne Bondurant
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