Kid Ink – Poppin' Shit Lyrics
Track 12 on RocketShipShawty
[Hook: Kid Ink]
Okay
Urgh I pop shit believe that believe that, everywhere I be at,
You can see that, drinks by the liter,
You can see that, everywhere I be at
[King Los]
I'm poppin shit, bottles too she pop it for a g,
That's what you gotta do, that's what you gotta do
We poppin shit, we poppin shit, we poppin shit
[Verse 1: King Los]
I got a couple new Roleys with a couple frozen bands
My niggas squeeze arms like a couple holding hands,
Nigga VRROOM! Tryna flip that Maserati over
Smelling like izzy miyaki and my fly Versace loafers, nigga wait,
Drop them hunndits, and Tony pop that perfect,
I Jump in the drop murk it while bumping the locks, Porsche
Nigga wait,My shades probably cost a thousand,
Fly to death, private jets flying across an island,
I said, just let me explain, I was just in Spain, pump this in your brain
Nigga I'mma get this change, Puffy told me slow down,
I said woah now that's a no now, nigga it's about to go down,
I'm a turn Bad Boy to Motown, nigga unh, Ink? What the fuck they think?
We don't smoke it, it don't stink,
This how fly niggas lean, she love my Versace that's a fly nigga thing,
I was born a broke nigga I'm a die as a king,
Bad boy,
[Hook]
[Verse 2:kid ink]
Pock' full of hund's in the levis,
Wait got yo' hunny out the beehive,
OG got me high than a tree house,
2 fingers up like a eat out.. wait,
Take you for a ride get the seat out,
We be in this bitch going crazy..senile,
Back then niggas ain't believe what they see now,
Grip in my hand ball hard off the rebound,
Boom, shocka, locka,
Picture me rollin, loud like an opera,
Pull up in that big boy truck it's a Tonka,
Ready for the show, baby you gonna want an encore,
Tell em that. We ain't on now bullshit,
No ac just cool kids,
And a bad bitch on full shift, I'm gone off the four fith,
I don't think they ready for it bout to make em forfeit,
We've been going hammer time right about the tool kit alumni!
[Hook]
[King Los]
Ayo I tell her bring her friend cus we multiplying the action,
I let Ink divide her legs and we never provide a fraction,Wait.
[Kind Ink]
Two fly young niggas on a private jet,
Running out of ink tryna write me a check,
Don't start no shit won't be no shit!
I said fuck the world but we don't care,
[King Los]
Man we threw molly to the models,
Then suicides on that rarri',
Like suey on the body,
Then body shit for a hobby like.
[Hook]
Okay
Urgh I pop shit believe that believe that, everywhere I be at,
You can see that, drinks by the liter,
You can see that, everywhere I be at
[King Los]
I'm poppin shit, bottles too she pop it for a g,
That's what you gotta do, that's what you gotta do
We poppin shit, we poppin shit, we poppin shit
[Verse 1: King Los]
I got a couple new Roleys with a couple frozen bands
My niggas squeeze arms like a couple holding hands,
Nigga VRROOM! Tryna flip that Maserati over
Smelling like izzy miyaki and my fly Versace loafers, nigga wait,
Drop them hunndits, and Tony pop that perfect,
I Jump in the drop murk it while bumping the locks, Porsche
Nigga wait,My shades probably cost a thousand,
Fly to death, private jets flying across an island,
I said, just let me explain, I was just in Spain, pump this in your brain
Nigga I'mma get this change, Puffy told me slow down,
I said woah now that's a no now, nigga it's about to go down,
I'm a turn Bad Boy to Motown, nigga unh, Ink? What the fuck they think?
We don't smoke it, it don't stink,
This how fly niggas lean, she love my Versace that's a fly nigga thing,
I was born a broke nigga I'm a die as a king,
Bad boy,
[Hook]
[Verse 2:kid ink]
Pock' full of hund's in the levis,
Wait got yo' hunny out the beehive,
OG got me high than a tree house,
2 fingers up like a eat out.. wait,
Take you for a ride get the seat out,
We be in this bitch going crazy..senile,
Back then niggas ain't believe what they see now,
Grip in my hand ball hard off the rebound,
Boom, shocka, locka,
Picture me rollin, loud like an opera,
Pull up in that big boy truck it's a Tonka,
Ready for the show, baby you gonna want an encore,
Tell em that. We ain't on now bullshit,
No ac just cool kids,
And a bad bitch on full shift, I'm gone off the four fith,
I don't think they ready for it bout to make em forfeit,
We've been going hammer time right about the tool kit alumni!
[Hook]
[King Los]
Ayo I tell her bring her friend cus we multiplying the action,
I let Ink divide her legs and we never provide a fraction,Wait.
[Kind Ink]
Two fly young niggas on a private jet,
Running out of ink tryna write me a check,
Don't start no shit won't be no shit!
I said fuck the world but we don't care,
[King Los]
Man we threw molly to the models,
Then suicides on that rarri',
Like suey on the body,
Then body shit for a hobby like.
[Hook]
Track 12 on RocketShipShawty
