[Intro]
C-C-C-CPain Beatz, ho
You know the fuck is going on, nigga
Money Gang shit, nigga
Big racks, nigga
CPain
No cap, nigga
Uh, p-p-poppin'
[Chorus]
Word around town, young nigga poppin' (Uh)
Yeah, my young niggas mobbin', touch this shit, there's bodies droppin' (Droppin')
100 bitches in the lobby and we put 'em on the molly (Molly)
P-Pull up in that Maserati, touch this shit, we get to poppin' (Pow), poppin'
Word around town, young nigga poppin' (Pop)
Yeah, my young niggas mobbin', touch this shit, there's bodies droppin' (Drop, rrah)
100 bitches in the lobby and we put 'em on the molly (Molly)
Pull up in that Maserati, touch this shit, we get to poppin' (Soulja)
[Verse]
I'm havin' pounds, lil' nigga, yeah, I walk around wit' racks (Trap)
Run them bands up, nigga, state to state and trap to trap (Fuck nigga)
I'm in that foreign whip wit' yo' bitch, nigga, that's a fact (For real)
Extended clip, lil' bitch nigga, and it's on my lap (Rrah, rrah, rrah, rrah)
30 racks on the backend, touch down in the trap (Trap, racks, nigga)
I'm in the clouds on a airplane, headed to the Saks (I'm in the trenches and this shit bad)
With Ferragamo on my belt, I had to bust down my Rolex (Rolex, my Rollie, nigga)
Hoppin' out the Maserati, I just trapped, young nigga flex (Rrah)
Just got a whole 'nother check, nigga (Uh), ice all on my neck, nigga (Ice)
Ridin' 'round wit' that TEC, nigga, play wit' me, leave you wet, nigga (Rrah, rrah)
You ain't talkin' money, nigga, what the fuck you talkin' bout? (Talkin' 'bout)
I'm just on yo' street nigga, you play, then we gon' air it out (Air it out), p-p-poppin'
C-C-C-CPain Beatz, ho
You know the fuck is going on, nigga
Money Gang shit, nigga
Big racks, nigga
CPain
No cap, nigga
Uh, p-p-poppin'
[Chorus]
Word around town, young nigga poppin' (Uh)
Yeah, my young niggas mobbin', touch this shit, there's bodies droppin' (Droppin')
100 bitches in the lobby and we put 'em on the molly (Molly)
P-Pull up in that Maserati, touch this shit, we get to poppin' (Pow), poppin'
Word around town, young nigga poppin' (Pop)
Yeah, my young niggas mobbin', touch this shit, there's bodies droppin' (Drop, rrah)
100 bitches in the lobby and we put 'em on the molly (Molly)
Pull up in that Maserati, touch this shit, we get to poppin' (Soulja)
[Verse]
I'm havin' pounds, lil' nigga, yeah, I walk around wit' racks (Trap)
Run them bands up, nigga, state to state and trap to trap (Fuck nigga)
I'm in that foreign whip wit' yo' bitch, nigga, that's a fact (For real)
Extended clip, lil' bitch nigga, and it's on my lap (Rrah, rrah, rrah, rrah)
30 racks on the backend, touch down in the trap (Trap, racks, nigga)
I'm in the clouds on a airplane, headed to the Saks (I'm in the trenches and this shit bad)
With Ferragamo on my belt, I had to bust down my Rolex (Rolex, my Rollie, nigga)
Hoppin' out the Maserati, I just trapped, young nigga flex (Rrah)
Just got a whole 'nother check, nigga (Uh), ice all on my neck, nigga (Ice)
Ridin' 'round wit' that TEC, nigga, play wit' me, leave you wet, nigga (Rrah, rrah)
You ain't talkin' money, nigga, what the fuck you talkin' bout? (Talkin' 'bout)
I'm just on yo' street nigga, you play, then we gon' air it out (Air it out), p-p-poppin'
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