yeat – popped out lyrics
[intro]
ayy, mino, is this catchy?
that boy jdolla go crazy
[chorus]
popped out with my twizzy (my twin), that’s my twin, yeah
million on my wrist, yeah, they drank my fish up
yeah, walked in with that b+tch (bizzy), with that b+tch, yeah
b+tch, she drank my kids (kids), they tell me, “no, not like this,” huh
f+ck that broke b+tch, i don’t want none, i want a rich ho (rich)
you said you flexed that sh+t, but that sh+t was just a rental (swerve)
and i still be high as f+ck, i can’t get out of this mental (too high)
twizzy done pulled up and shh+shh+shh+shh, now we k!llin’ a vegetable (a lentil)
[post+chorus]
yeah, all my racks so stable
i— i count ten, twenty, fifties on the b+tch, throw ’em out on the table (table)
yeah, y’all got them fake ass diamonds, thеm funk ass t++th, boy, you came from stable (yeah)
why thе f+ck are these broke ass kids outside buying fake lean? can’t buy a cable, yeah (what? wait, wait)
margiela my shoes, margiela my feet, margiela my b+tch, margiela my wrist
yeah, whole lot of racks on me, whole lot of bags on me, a lot of racks on me, i cannot split
and just in one morning i made more than your mami, your mommy, your daddy and more than your b+tch
i cannot trust all that sh+t that they saying to me ’cause they know they gon’ learn to snitch
[chorus]
popped out with my twizzy (my twin), that’s my twin, yeah
million on my wrist, yeah, they drank my fish up
yeah, walked in with that b+tch (bizzy), with that b+tch, yeah
b+tch, she drank my kids (kids), they tell me, “no, not like this,” huh
f+ck that broke b+tch, i don’t want none, i want a rich ho (rich)
you said you flexed that sh+t, but that sh+t was just a rental (swerve)
and i still be high as f+ck, i can’t get out of this mental (too high)
twizzy done pulled up and shh+shh+shh+shh, now we k!llin’ a vegetable (a lentil)
[post+chorus]
yeah, all my racks so stable
i— i count ten, twenty, fifties on the b+tch, throw ’em out on the table (table)
yeah, y’all got them fake ass diamonds, them funk ass t++th, boy, you came from stable (yeah)
why the f+ck are these broke ass kids outside buying fake lean? can’t buy a cable, yeah (what? wait, wait)
margiela my shoes, margiela my feet, margiela my b+tch, margiela my wrist
yeah, whole lot of racks on me, whole lot of bags on me, a lot of racks on me, i cannot split
and just in one morning i made more than your mami, your mommy, your daddy and more than your b+tch
i cannot trust all that sh+t that they saying to me ’cause they know they gon’ learn to snitch
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