(Verse 1: Bri-C)
Putting n***as on blast like a shotgun
Pull up got em scared looking like he did a box jump
Bars offtop like a fade I’m a barber
Make shit bang got sticks like Barker
Brand new chain like I played for the chargers
Stayin on point like a n***a was an archer
Oh they said they goin big
Nig I bet I’m going larger
1 more year just wait imma call ya
Been feeling myself no nonsense
N***as popped off like a hater in the comments
I don’t wanna talk to these hoes too polished
Been a World-Star like I’m Mars need a goddess
Talking talking, and they talking and talking
When it’s money convos they be silent
That’s what I mean when these n***as be wylin
I’m never hesitating cuz I got it
I’m never ignorant I could go back
I’m doing everything round me I can
Because every track that I have is a smack
N***as be goofy and thinking I lack
So I’m
Putting on the pressure when I load up then attack
Got me feeling like I’m Uzi when I bless her from the back
N***as really thought they knew me when they dapped me in the past
I ain’t fuck with n***as truly all we did was have a class
Just one
Y’all dumb
Y’all see the comp then run
Not me no way no fun
I lock shit down y’all done
And I’m
Riding around in a Mazda but I still be whipping that bitch like a Mazzi
I finally built up the confidence calling me cocky but none of you n***as could stop me
Just know that I’m poppin' I’m staying consistent I’m dropping these hits to the face like I’m Rocky
I been as cool as a cooler just got a new jeweler my wrist is icy like it’s hockey
And she Grabbed for my belt popped off like a lockpick
Said I got the keys to the game like a locksmith
Shorty said I’m fly so she hopping on the cockpit
Married to the money I ain’t ever getting boxed in
Sports center flow got me sitting in the top ten
Everybody know my name now they singing like it’s Roxanne
Ice froze, AC, man you looking like a box fan
Stop calling me your bro I can promise that we not fam
(Chorus)
What’s poppin
Brand new whip just hopped in
I got options
I could pass that bitch like Stockton
Just joshin’
Imma spend this holiday locked in
My body got rid of them toxins
Sportscenter top ten

(Verse 2: Alexander)
Damn
What’s poppin
I don’t really rap too often
I don’t really talk too often
Cause I’m pretty sure I’m toxic
Cause I got a side piece like Robin
Cause I like Takeoff not Offset
See already causing my problems
But I don’t really care about comments
I kept it cool like freezer
Still eating good got stains on my t-shirt
She gave top till her knees hurt
Why buy pussy when asking is cheaper
But I don’t do nothing for free bruh
That’s how you get stabbed in the back like Caesar
Like how I make a song from my feature
Still getting more views than you off the teaser
Damn
What’s poppin'
Put a bad bitch in a coffin
Damn ironic
Dapping skeletons all up in my closet
Damn no context
Wonder why your bitch unresponsive
Damn that’s toxic
But you can never be too cautious
No cap
Even though I just graduated
Got
Handshakes saying glad you made it
Quarantine only time u ever had a payment like
What’s poppin’