Poppin lyrics

[Intro]
Alright-alright, alright, alright, alright
(OG Parker)
(Got it on Smash)
(Hitmaka)

[Chorus: Lakeyah]
I might take your n*gga shoppin', show you hoes what's poppin' (What's up, b*tch)
Pull up, Bentley, to the projects, tell that n*gga, "Hop in" (Hop in)
I make 'em trap all day and tell that n*gga, "Bring the profits" (Bring it, bae)
I ride his face, he love the taste, I make him eat it sloppy (Yeah, yeah)
Bad b*tches in his comments, I'm the trendin' topic (Yeah)
This lil' rocket in my pocket, don't make me go pop it, yeah
I make 'em trap all day and tell that n*gga, "Bring the profits" (Bring it, bae)
I ride his face, he love thе taste, I make him eat it sloppy (Hе like it, yeah)

[Verse 1: Lakeyah]
b*tch, I make him eat it sloppy, I might make him clean it up (Yeah)
Make that n*gga wanna top me, if he want me, eat it up (Eat it up)
I don't like these b*tches in my business, I don't sneak and f*ck (Yeah)
I might give that ho her problem, tell that b*tch to keep it up, yeah, yeah
We top floor with my top off
Put it down on him, knock his socks off (Uh)
Show you b*tches how to pimp a n*gga
He can't keep sh*t, he gotta drop it off (Ayy)
Pretty b*tch, he like to brag on me (Brag)
Tryna put a new ass on me (Ass)
I'm so damn expensive, uh
He know he gotta spend a bag on me (On God)
I like b*tches more, I like b*tches who can pass the score (Ayy)
She want that Dior, I might make that ho get nasty for it
I be sellin' n*ggas dreams, he like, "Bae, talk to me nice" (Duh)
I'm so indecisive, but that n*gga still gon' wanna wife it (Uh-huh)
[Chorus: Lakeyah]
I might take your n*gga shoppin', show you hoes what's poppin' (What's up, b*tch)
Pull up, Bentley, to the projects, tell that n*gga, "Hop in" (Hop in)
I make 'em trap all day and tell that n*gga, "Bring the profits" (Bring it, bae)
I ride his face, he love the taste, I make him eat it sloppy (Yeah, yeah)
Bad b*tches in his comments, I'm the trendin' topic (I am, b*tch)
This lil' rocket in my pocket, don't make me go pop it, yeah
I make 'em trap all day and tell that n*gga, "Bring the profits" (Bring it, bae)
I ride his face, he love the taste, I make him eat it sloppy (He like it, yeah)

[Verse 2: Gucci Mane]
These n*ggas try to be like Gucci but they need to stop it (Skrrt)
I get it off, pull up the whip, then f*ck up the profit (Yeah)
I'm in my B truck with my feet up, gettin' some sloppy toppy (Ugh)
Pockets on Biggie and I love it when she call me papi (Papi)
Just came from Cali', spent a hundred-thousand dollars shoppin' (Well, damn)
It ain't no budget, ain't no option, if I want it, cop it (Go)
She love it when I beat it up, she never tell me, "Stop it" (Never)
I let her see too much too quick, I hope she keep it silent (Huh)
I'm in the 'Vip, takin' a sip with my lil' pocket rocket (Pop, pop)
I'm just a dope boy from the six but I'm tryna buy the Rockets (Wow)
I'm in the corner with QC, it's packed, it's body, body (Bling)
I hope that nobody try Wop 'cause he gon' hurt somebody (Wop)

[Chorus: Lakeyah]
I might take your n*gga shoppin', show you hoes what's poppin' (What's up, b*tch)
Pull up, Bentley, to the projects, tell that n*gga, "Hop in" (Hop in)
I make 'em trap all day and tell that n*gga, "Bring the profits" (Bring it, bae)
I ride his face, he love the taste, I make him eat it sloppy (Yeah, yeah)
Bad b*tches in his comments, I'm the trendin' topic (I am, b*tch)
This lil' rocket in my pocket, don't make me go pop it, yeah
I make 'em trap all day and tell that n*gga, "Bring the profits" (Bring it, bae)
I ride his face, he love the taste, I make him eat it sloppy (He like it, yeah)