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jack harlow - what’s poppin (remix) pt 2 lyrics

[chorus: jack harlow]
what’s poppin’? (pooh, you a fool for this one)
brand new whip just hopped in (just hopped in)
i got options (oh lord, jetson made another one) i could pass that b+tch like stockton (it ain’t nothin’)
just joshin’
i’ma spend this holiday locked in (ooh)
my body got rid of them toxins (mmh, mmh)
sportscenter, top ten

[verse 1: jack harlow]
i could put the ball in the end zone, put a bad b+tch in the friendzone, ooh
this sh+t sound like an intro, jetson, give me that tempo, ooh told pooh he a fool with this sh+t (he a fool)
told her don’t let her friends know (don’t)
in the ‘ville and i move like a don (don)
eating fettuccine at vincenzo’s
me and my ‘migos got that free smoke
on thе west coast, yeah, i’m talking ’bout pre+rolls (prе+roll)
dark haired b+tch and she look like shego (she do)
hometown hero, feeling myself, can’t murder my ego (can’t do it)
she heard of my deep stroke she said, “babe, does it hurt when i deep throat?” (it does) certified freak ho
hang around us and she learnin’ my lingo
back then, wasn’t worried ’bout me though
in the gym tryna work on my free throw godd+mn
spending money at the club like sam’s (cha+ching)
yes, ma’am
she a lil’ freak on cam
but she don’t put this on the ‘gram (nah)
lil’ boys tryna diss on the ‘gram (ayy) i can’t switch on the fam (b+tch)
sh+t’s hot, hit the switch on the fan (hit that sh+t)
this where my head is (listen)
i feel resentment from every direction even some homies be wearing expressions i be discouraged from sharing my blessings (d+mn) we used to share a connection
now it just feels like it’s wearing and stretching
i’m getting real sick of taking advice from people that never could stare at reflections (ooh)
somewhere in there is a lesson y’all ain’t evolvin’, it’s very depressing
i’m at the club with the basketball team me and the cardinals are sharing a section (facts)
gotta cherish the present i’m drinking water and wearing protection
got a career and i’m very invested some people call it a scary obsession (ooh, period, but) i like to call it a passion, i can’t be sitting relaxin’ (nah, i can’t)
pg, we getting some traction, i’m at the venue, it’s packed in (packed out)
i’m digging her accent
i got a b.b. simon belt on me and she tryna get it unfastened
that’s my type of distraction, that’s my type and she latin (that’s facts, ooh)
got my own flow and i’m ’bout to get a patent
brand new sheets for the bed, they satin (soft, real soft)
y’all wasn’t tuned in back then (nah)
my swag, they keep jackin’ (keep on jackin’)
i ain’t doin’ no verse, quit askin’ (quit askin’)

[chorus: jack harlow]
what’s poppin
brand new whip just hopped in (just hopped in)
i got options i could pass that b+tch like stockton (it ain’t nothin’)
just joshin’
i’ma spend this holiday locked in (ooh)
my body got rid of them toxins (mmh, mmh)
sportscenter, top ten

[verse 2: pop smoke]
pull up, what’s craccin’? (what’s crackin’?)
pull up, what happened? (grrt)
a lot of guns and automatics, (‘matics)
a lot of guns and automatics, (‘matics)
pull up, what’s crackin’? (what’s crackin’?)
pull up, what happened? (what happened?)
a lot of guns and automatic (‘matics)
a lot of guns and automatic, (‘matics)
tell my shooters call me, facetime (grrt)
’cause we already done faced time
free d+nice he doing state time
you need the bl!cky you can take mine (huh)
baby, you know i’m riding for my baby (baby)
one d+ck, two d+ck, yea we wallin’ up in macy’s
you ain’t getting bread cause you lazy (lazy)
you call the cops, then he gon’ raid me (woo)
neno cooler than cooler, he still an ooter, he don’t settle for nothing (grrt pow)
uh, bluffin’, p+ssy boy stop all that bluffin’
run ricky yea he runnin’, run ricky yea he runnin’
back out, brush ’em, know some n+ggas that will shoot you for nothin’
no politicin no discussions
no politicin no discussions
uh, did you? you ain’t getting bread n+gga did you?
been that boy evil, been that boy evil
[chorus: jack harlow]
what’s poppin
brand new whip just hopped in (just hopped in)
i got options i could pass that b+tch like stockton (it ain’t nothin’)
just joshin’
i’ma spend this holiday locked in (ooh)
my body got rid of them toxins (mmh, mmh)
sportscenter, top ten

[verse 3: rondonumbanine]
catch me low key with the pipe tucked
run up on a n+gga get his life f+cked
and i can never wife her
like spenzo one night ya
it’s a party, invite ya
tell all the guys to pipe up
i’m smoking dope out this zip
try me i don’t trip bruh
pop out that dip bruh
with a nine and let it rip bruh
i cannot forget bruh
know rondo don’t forget stuff
you talking sh+t get your head bust
sh+lls up and that’s it bruh
yeah bruh he dead bruh
that’s what i said bruh
put the nine to your head bruh
from that nine torch
numbanine i’m with it
send shots at your fitted
let’s get it
on the guys i’m gone go crazy
i’m riding off that f+cking lazy
rondo going crazy
i’m wylin in my f+cking zone b+tch
f+ck it pass me patron b+tch
i would never snitch
goofy n+gga you a f+cking b+tch
goofy n+gga you can meet this mac
matter of fact, free mak
d. rose got the glock yeah he gone clap
f+ck it knock his wig back
on the guys yeah we f+cking wylin
rondo going crazy freestyling
d+mn, i’m freestyling
pop up out the cut with that f+cking silenced
that nine go grah
that chopper go grah grah grah
rondo in that car
and all my n+ggas is some stars
and i’m hot
motherf+cker you’re not
i’m smoking zeko out this pound
all these fu n+ggas moving round
when i come around i don’t make no sound
this k make a loud sound
i’m sending bullets, they going far
that nine go grah
and i’m off the bars
i’m in my car
we flipping glocks
with the grah
numbanine yeah i’m with it (what’s wha)
[chorus: jack harlow]
what’s poppin’
brand new whip just hopped in (just hopped in)
i got options i could pass that b+tch like stockton (it ain’t nothin’)
just joshin’
i’ma spend this holiday locked in (ooh)
my body got rid of them toxins (mmh, mmh)
sportscenter, top ten

[verse 4: jack harlow]
back with the remix
these boys all my sons like phoenix
my city and state never ever seen this
jimmy neutron, i’m a young boy g+nius
on the futon, i’ma give her that p+n+s
when this sh+t’s done, i’ma fill up arenas
ooh, like gilbert arenas shoot my shot, i’m still with the demons, ooh
i keep it thorough
i got five chicks in new york, that means one in each borough i’m in the pocket like burrow
when i’m back home, though, they treat me like robert de niro
took her to taco bell, bought her a churro
took her home, gave her a cinnamon swirl i left it in, now i got a one+year+old
zeros on zeros on zeros (zeros)
that’s what my bank account balance say (woo)
i got a check from the shoe company now i do anything that new balance say
i bought her a plane ticket, out of state
i got me a shorty from ’round the way
said, “i’m in town today”
she said she comin’ over and she down to stay
i got a hit, she been playin’ that sh+t so when she pull up on me i know what she ’bout to say (ooooh)

[chorus: jack harlow]
what’s poppin’ (grtt)
brand new whip just hopped in (just hopped in)
i got options i could pass that b+tch like stockton (it ain’t nothin’)
just joshin’
i’ma spend this holiday locked in (ooh)
my body got rid of them toxins (mmh, mmh)
sportscenter, top ten

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