"Been Poppin" lyrics
French x Archee x CP Lyrics
"Been Poppin"
Ah, yo, we turnt up, my nigga
Yo, my nigga, call the bitches right now, my nigga
We getting it poppin'
From the West End
Why they hate me?
Turnt up
I'm a trap star in a fast car
I shut down shows like a rap star
Money makin' the way I stack hard
And I used to make wops in my backyard
I'm the man now, I'm the man now
The way I'm poppin' without no handout
Iced up nigga, and I stand out
Reach for the chain, and I bang out
I ain't slippin'
Bottles poppin'
I'm just livin'
Bitches trippin'
Habad boppin'
With the Smithin
Shorty dancin'
On my hand ting
On some gang shit
She bring them bands in
To the mansion
We some champions
Ask about me, I been poppin'
Say they hate me, swear they watchin'
In the club now, bottles poppin'
Blowin' bands now, tryna stop it
I don't know her but she rollin'
F1 drivin' like it's stolen
In the club now, bottles holdin'
He don't like me, I don't know him
Ask about me, I been poppin'
Say they hate me, swear they watchin'
In the club now, bottles poppin'
Blowin' bands now, tryna stop it
I don't know her, but she rollin'
F1 drivin', like it's stolen
In the club now, bottles holdin'
He don't like me, I don't know him
From the west end
Why they hate me?
Used to care but now it's gravy
Started rappin', shit been crazy
Never checked her, why she claim me?
Yeah I'm up but I could fuck up
Know the difference
They don't love us
Take that show money, hit the plug up
You could try it, my bitch stuck up
I been poppin', been had options, bitches callin'
I don't pick up, I just block it
White girls, Nayaas, broski got it
CP free'd up to some rockets
He can tell you
Who gon' stop this
Who gon' stop this
He can tell you
Who gon' stop
Ask about me, I been poppin'
Say they hate me, swear they watchin'
In the club now, bottles poppin'
Blowin' bands now, tryna stop it
I don't know her but she rollin'
F1 drivin' like it's stolen
In the club now, bottles holdin'
He don't like me, I don't know him
Ask about me, I been poppin'
Say they hate me, swear they watchin'
In the club now, bottles poppin'
Blowin' bands now, tryna stop it
I don't know her, but she rollin'
F1 drivin', like it's stolen
In the club now, bottles holdin'
He don't like me, I don't know him
I just came home, now it's over
On the opp block, I'm top scorer
She try claim me, I don't know her
Used to ride in a Honda, now we slide in Rovers
Fuck a bag up, hit the trenches
Call my shooters off the benches
Strictly brothers, keep the friendships
If you get caught, my name, don't mention
I been flexin', shawty textin'
Did I mention
She from the west end with her best friend
In my section with my weapon
I'm not stressin', Frenchy pressin'
I miss my best friend
No pretending, no pretending
Ask about me, I been poppin'
Say they hate me, swear they watchin'
In the club now, bottles poppin'
Blowin' bands now, tryna stop it
I don't know her but she rollin'
F1 drivin' like it's stolen
In the club now, bottles holdin'
He don't like me, I don't know him
Ask about me, I been poppin'
Say they hate me, swear they watchin'
In the club now, bottles poppin'
Blowin' bands now, tryna stop it
I don't know her, but she rollin'
F1 drivin', like it's stolen
In the club now, bottles holdin'
He don't like me, I don't know him
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- 3MFrench Lyrics
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