lil 2z - sh!t poppin 2 lyrics
[intro]
(daniel, what’s up?)
hahaha
[verse]
i just walked in the neeman’s and spent about 10 on a burberry fit and some pradas
n+ggas be watchin’ my pockets and hatin’ on me like it’s gon’ help them solve their problems
i just went talk to my jeweller ’bout a new custom pendant, gon’ cost him ’bout 40 thou’ dollars
i ain’t never dropped no deposit, i’m cashin’ out on every piece that i buy, on my momma
b+tch, i was sh+t poppin’ and i be poppin’ my pistol, i hope you don’t think about robbin’
before i got broke, i’ll make a n+gga empty his wallet, n+gga, i go right back to robbin’
how the f+ck everybody want some from me, whеn i need some from them, don’t n0body got it?
b+tch, i’ma chase you for what? i got you, hеr and her and plus her, i got too many options
i just f+cked the b+tch and i don’t know her name, got her name in my phone under ”what should i call her?”
i just bought a gucci fit, went home and looked in my closet, forgot that i already bought it
leave a mark, go to bed and make money in my sleep, wake up and get right back to shoppin’
just left from lil’ mama house, pulled up and f+cked her to sleep
beat it up ’til it’s purple, it used to be pink
whip it up ’til it lock, now the whole house stink
take the dope off the stove and set it right in the sink
cook it up with some boxin’ gloves inside the ring
i can beat up the pot like muhammad ali
put a pitch in my face on the side of my glock ’cause i take that b+tch everywhere like my id
couple young n+ggas ’round me, no question, i k!ll for ’em, they already showed me they k!ll about me
before i’m payin’ you stupid+ass hoe for some p+ssy, i go back to beatin’ my d+ck
b+tch, don’t call my phone askin’ me ’bout a whole another b+tch if you ain’t payin’ my bills and my rent
i be kinda glad that my brother got locked up ’cause he was addicted to perkys and fent’
i rather see him in jail than sittin’ at his funeral huggin’ his mama and kids
sometimes we go through some sh+t just to learn from the sh+t to make sure it won’t happen again
i took a whole lotta risk just to get where i’m at, had to take a few ls for a win
everybody ain’t gon’ ride for you like you be ridin’ for them, better watch who you callin’ your friend
it ain’t hard to stay down, i lost it all, got it back, but i bet i won’t lose it again
but money can’t solve all your problems, i wish i could solve ’em, but some sh+t be out of my reach
i still pray for my lil’ brother junior, every day he’ll go buy some drugs with nowhere to sleep
i still be callin’ t.o phone hopin’ he will pick up, but all i be hearin’ is a beep
granny in a whole another state in the hospital bed, she said she can barely breathe, sh+t
all the problems i got stacked up on my plate, sometimes i can barely eat
i try to cover the pain with the money and smile, but sometimes i can barely think
i got some scavs on my back and a scar on my chest, tryna cover it up with a ink
i had to learn that this sh+t just gon’ come with the money, so i threw my heart in the bank
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