"Poppin Shit" lyrics

Poppin' shit, poppin' shit (Poppin' shit), bitch, we out here poppin' shit
First day I got a gun, I was lookin' for my opps and shit (Opps and shit)
Ran up a check, now I call shots like I'm Popovich (Popovich)
If I have to, understand I'ma pop a bitch (Bow, bow, bow)
Grab the family bag, bitch, 'cause I want a lot of chips (Lot of it)
Hundred thousand in my britches, clips filled with hollow tips (Hollow tips)
Turn a nigga to a pack, I can make a lot of zips (A lot of zips)
Yeah, I can make a lot of zips (Ooh-ooh, yeah)

(Ooh-ooh) I ain't nice, nigga
(Ooh-ooh) Think twice, nigga (Ooh)
Murda Town 39th, nigga
You want smoke, I'll get right with ya
All my guns filled with cop killers
I'm still alive, my opps not killers (Opps not killers)
Okay, you a killer and I'm a killer (Hey)
But my knife bigger
Shoot up your party, I'm a night ender
Thought you was hangin' with killers
Now you got mice with you
Black you out, you need ice with ya
Catch a flight 'cause life's bigger
Than you think
Ridin' in a pink Lamborghini with a mink on
Let that sink
Fuck around with me, I'll close your eyes for good, you'll never blink (Never blink)

Poppin' shit, poppin' shit (Yeah), bitch, we out here poppin' shit
First day I got a gun, I was lookin' for my opps and shit (Opps and shit)
Ran up a check, now I call shots like I'm Popovich (Popovich)
If I have to, understand I'ma pop a bitch (Bow, bow, bow)
Grab the family bag, bitch, 'cause I want a lot of chips (Lot of it)
Hundred thousand in my britches, clips filled with hollow tips (Hollow tips)
Turn a nigga to a pack, I can make a lot of zips (A lot of zips)
Yeah, I can make a lot of zips (Ooh-ooh)

Couple niggas tried to play (Okay)
Eighth grade, first gun was a .38
I ain't with that jumpin' shit (Shit), no way
Had the strap in the Jansport if a nigga ass tried to play, yeah
Turn his block to a waterpark
What you know? We slidin' on that shit like it's a waterpark
My bitch got that super soaker, I'm fuckin' on a waterfall
I'm fuckin' on a waterfall
These niggas Instagram chatty (Chatty)
If you niggas killers, why the fuck you still ain't whack me? (Whack me?)
Red dots on they face, look like that boy got acne (Acne)
These niggas too green, I might start robbin' rappers
Shooters up in Canada, I'm fucking with them Raptors
The way I'm shooting shit, could've been the number one draft pick (Draft)
My son playing basketball, I hope that he get drafted (Yeah)

Poppin' shit, poppin' shit (Poppin' shit), bitch, we out here poppin' shit (Ooh)
First day I got a gun, I was lookin' for my opps and shit (Opps and shit)
Ran up a check, now I call shots like I'm Popovich (Popovich)
If I have to, understand I'ma pop a bitch (Bow, bow, bow)
Grab the family bag, bitch, 'cause I want a lot of chips (Lot of it)
Hundred thousand in my britches, clips filled with hollow tips (Hollow tips)
Turn a nigga to a pack, I can make a lot of zips (A lot of zips)
Yeah, I can make a lot of zips (Ooh-ooh, yeah)