"Grab Your Popcorn" lyrics
Yeah
(ABM, we goin crazy)
Real talk
Tell me what's good, I threw up the hood in front of the camera (yeah)
I'm doing everything I said I would, it's
Not to be challenged (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Dick on wood, the bitch look good, this shit is bananas (what?)
Weather is cold, I'm catching a flight
To go where it's warm and sandy (oh)
I sent the money to pay for your flight
Just give me a call when you landed (ew)
We met in person, I told her we going
To dinner at nine, I planned it (oh)
Said she about to go down to the pool
She ain't doing much but tanning (ew)
Sat at the table looking at the view
She was like, "This so romantic" (fuck)
Slim fit cargos, they was Balenci' I got on the camo (uh)
I know that God wouldn't put me in no
Situation that I couldn't handle (uh-uh-uh)
Bro got a problem, he want me to help him
I told him it's handled (that's right)
Sometimes talking, it ain't good enough, gotta make examples (ew)
ERD flannel (come on)
Margiela, Salomons, I got it on and I'm doing damage (that's right)
Tryna find balance (yeah)
Tryna stay grounded (ew)
Lost it and I found it (uh)
Bottle of the nine, I downed it
It was 7-9, they crowned it (let's go)
Told you this ain't for the weak (ay)
Told you that this bitch bad from her middle
Part all the way to her feet (that's right)
I like her vibe, I'm touching her thighs
While she in the passenger seat (come on)
Tell me what should I be throwing away or
What you think I should just keep? (yeah)
Forces, I'm 'bout to throw 'em away
'Cause I think I see me a crease (uh-uh)
Cleaning lady, she come to the crib once
A week to make sure it's neat (what?)
Nowadays, everybody lying, you want
My advice? I keep the receipts (fuck)
How you gon' go to the net with some shit that
You know you should keep in the street? (come on)
I'm bumping shoulders with industry people
They saying it's nice that we meet (yeah)
The Xfinity mobile, I saw that bitch off
Cause I'm global and this ain't my peak (nah)
When niggas thought it was cold, they
Left me alone, now I'm dropping heat (ew)
I'm like a vet when I'm flowing on beats
These bitches, they know I'm elite (they know)
She saying, "I don't do that shit with
Every nigga that I meet" (come on)
With 7-9, you don't gotta lie, it ain't
That deep (and it ain't that deep)
The game is wearing me out and I'm feeling beat (yeah)
Got off the leash and I see what they doing
They tryna put me back on the leash (fuck)
Grab your popcorn, go get your seats, this
Some shit that you gon' wanna see (yeah)
Running my movie, you can't rewind but you can repeat (uh-uh-uh)
Bitch look fine and she running right in
My pockets 'cause talk is cheap (yeah)
Niggas couldn't walk in my shoes, just
Look how I walk the beat (I walk the beat)
I'm at the game and I'm on the floor
But dawg, I ain't hard to reach (what?)
Security, he bought a wheel and he toting
He watch as I park the V (true)
I gave it time and I really tried
I tried get you off the streets (come on)
Catching an eye that I don't wan' be bothered, so
Just let me fall asleep (I don't wan' be bothered)
Made it through all of the drama and all of
The problems and all of the beef (Let's go)
Never thought I'd see my dawg with gray, but that's how it be (ayy)
My bitch call my phone like, "What is you doing?"
These lil' bitches messaging me (what?)
They want the credit but left us for dead
Who was investing in me? (Real talk)
I was the one who was checking on niggas
Tell me who checking on me? (fuck)
I'm who I expected to be (Let's go)
I'm never addressing the flea (come on)
You see how I'm fresh to the tee (okay)
You see how I showed up, it's me and T
Smelling like Prada and weed (yeah)
I know I'm out of my mind (oh-oh-oh)
I told her I'm out of her league (okay)
Bitch start tripping, she want a domestic
And so I decided to leave (come on)
I'm tired of the hot and the cold (ayy)
I'm tired of the go and the freeze (what else?)
I run away, I'ma go off my instincts
It's like I know when to leave (Let's go)
Over my bro, I had grief (what?)
Rocking Republican 7s, I feel like I'm
Heavy, I gel with the jeans (what?)
It's intuition, they feel like I'm tripping, they
Like, "How you know all these things?" (come on)
Every new level you get to, it's a new devil
And you gotta go through the flame (I did)
I said it's the 9ers, baby, you already knowing the name
It's 7-9, you know I'm with lean, you know I'm with schemes
And it ain't a thing, uh
Real
(ABM, we goin crazy)
Real talk
Tell me what's good, I threw up the hood in front of the camera (yeah)
I'm doing everything I said I would, it's
Not to be challenged (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Dick on wood, the bitch look good, this shit is bananas (what?)
Weather is cold, I'm catching a flight
To go where it's warm and sandy (oh)
I sent the money to pay for your flight
Just give me a call when you landed (ew)
We met in person, I told her we going
To dinner at nine, I planned it (oh)
Said she about to go down to the pool
She ain't doing much but tanning (ew)
Sat at the table looking at the view
She was like, "This so romantic" (fuck)
Slim fit cargos, they was Balenci' I got on the camo (uh)
I know that God wouldn't put me in no
Situation that I couldn't handle (uh-uh-uh)
Bro got a problem, he want me to help him
I told him it's handled (that's right)
Sometimes talking, it ain't good enough, gotta make examples (ew)
ERD flannel (come on)
Margiela, Salomons, I got it on and I'm doing damage (that's right)
Tryna find balance (yeah)
Tryna stay grounded (ew)
Lost it and I found it (uh)
Bottle of the nine, I downed it
It was 7-9, they crowned it (let's go)
Told you this ain't for the weak (ay)
Told you that this bitch bad from her middle
Part all the way to her feet (that's right)
I like her vibe, I'm touching her thighs
While she in the passenger seat (come on)
Tell me what should I be throwing away or
What you think I should just keep? (yeah)
Forces, I'm 'bout to throw 'em away
'Cause I think I see me a crease (uh-uh)
Cleaning lady, she come to the crib once
A week to make sure it's neat (what?)
Nowadays, everybody lying, you want
My advice? I keep the receipts (fuck)
How you gon' go to the net with some shit that
You know you should keep in the street? (come on)
I'm bumping shoulders with industry people
They saying it's nice that we meet (yeah)
The Xfinity mobile, I saw that bitch off
Cause I'm global and this ain't my peak (nah)
When niggas thought it was cold, they
Left me alone, now I'm dropping heat (ew)
I'm like a vet when I'm flowing on beats
These bitches, they know I'm elite (they know)
She saying, "I don't do that shit with
Every nigga that I meet" (come on)
With 7-9, you don't gotta lie, it ain't
That deep (and it ain't that deep)
The game is wearing me out and I'm feeling beat (yeah)
Got off the leash and I see what they doing
They tryna put me back on the leash (fuck)
Grab your popcorn, go get your seats, this
Some shit that you gon' wanna see (yeah)
Running my movie, you can't rewind but you can repeat (uh-uh-uh)
Bitch look fine and she running right in
My pockets 'cause talk is cheap (yeah)
Niggas couldn't walk in my shoes, just
Look how I walk the beat (I walk the beat)
I'm at the game and I'm on the floor
But dawg, I ain't hard to reach (what?)
Security, he bought a wheel and he toting
He watch as I park the V (true)
I gave it time and I really tried
I tried get you off the streets (come on)
Catching an eye that I don't wan' be bothered, so
Just let me fall asleep (I don't wan' be bothered)
Made it through all of the drama and all of
The problems and all of the beef (Let's go)
Never thought I'd see my dawg with gray, but that's how it be (ayy)
My bitch call my phone like, "What is you doing?"
These lil' bitches messaging me (what?)
They want the credit but left us for dead
Who was investing in me? (Real talk)
I was the one who was checking on niggas
Tell me who checking on me? (fuck)
I'm who I expected to be (Let's go)
I'm never addressing the flea (come on)
You see how I'm fresh to the tee (okay)
You see how I showed up, it's me and T
Smelling like Prada and weed (yeah)
I know I'm out of my mind (oh-oh-oh)
I told her I'm out of her league (okay)
Bitch start tripping, she want a domestic
And so I decided to leave (come on)
I'm tired of the hot and the cold (ayy)
I'm tired of the go and the freeze (what else?)
I run away, I'ma go off my instincts
It's like I know when to leave (Let's go)
Over my bro, I had grief (what?)
Rocking Republican 7s, I feel like I'm
Heavy, I gel with the jeans (what?)
It's intuition, they feel like I'm tripping, they
Like, "How you know all these things?" (come on)
Every new level you get to, it's a new devil
And you gotta go through the flame (I did)
I said it's the 9ers, baby, you already knowing the name
It's 7-9, you know I'm with lean, you know I'm with schemes
And it ain't a thing, uh
Real
Writer(s): Chauncey Ellison
