Poppin Shit (Fast) Luh Tyler (Ft. Anti Da Menace)

[Intro: Luh Tyler]
Ski
Yeah, nigga, ayy
Phew, phew, phew
Ayy, yeah, nigga, nigga, yeah

[Verse 1: Luh Tyler]
Yeah, got my pockets fat and now my shit on Norbit
Brodie in the trap, he gettin' it in, tell him, "Come and score it"
Bad lil' bitch keep blowin' up my phone, but I just ignore it
Won't hang out if it ain't about that bag, that shit be boring

[Verse 2: Anti da Menace]
Yeah, I can't pop out if it ain't about no pape'
Mama, look at your lil' dropout, poppin' shit since I was eight
Used to sleep on couches
Now I'm rich as fuck, tryna build some houses
Told you I was gon' get it goin', I'm the same lil' boy they doubted

[Verse 3: Luh Tyler]
They was doubtin' on a nigga, I had to show 'em what it do
Yeah, I was sprintin' with ones, nigga, now my shit be blue
Ain't no more hand-me-downs, nigga, now my shit be new
Everybody fuckin' with thе kid since I jumped up in the stu'
I been poppin' shit sincе I jumped up on the mic'
Yeah, we ain't catchin' rides, nigga, now we catchin' flights
Up that ticket on a nigga, better tell him, "Pay that price"
They ain't tryna get that bag, nigga, tell 'em take a hike