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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Bankroll Fresh
Bankroll Fresh
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Trentavious Zamon White
Trentavious Zamon White
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Zaytoven
Zaytoven
Producer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Straight up out the mud with it
Ain't no motherfuckin' love with it
All the motherfuckin' thug with me
All the motherfuckin' thug with me
Yeah, you know they thug with me
Young **** grindin', stay down from the bottom
Young **** stay down from the bottom, bottom
At the motherfuckin' top where a **** spot 'em
Pussy **** play crazy, pop-pop, shot 'em
[Verse 2]
Feds sayin' I'ma poppa, pop a bitch over red and vodka
Pop a seal, pop a rubber bands, I'ma Gwala
Poppin' this shit while I'm poppin' my collar
You **** talkin' crazy 'cause you **** don't like me
**** put the bitch out, bitch, get to hikin'
Put the bitch out, yeah, the bitch got to hikin'
Came through this mother, Kawasaki Bikle
Young rich **** probably buy me a tiger
Young **** cashed out, bitch, I got a title
Young **** cashed out ridin' with the rifle
Cashed out rifle right there wit beside me
I'm motherfuckin' boss, ****, can't you tell?
Poppin' this shit, sendin' bags through the mail
Pull up in the donk, the bitch got 4.12
Pull up in the hood let it get detailed, yeah
[Verse 3]
Poppin' shit, uh
Poppin' shit, uh
Poppin' shit, uh
Poppin' shit, uh
Poppin' shit, uh
Poppin' shit, uh
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Poppin' shit, uh
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Poppin' shit, uh
Poppin' shit, uh
Poppin' shit, you know I'm poppin' shit, uh
Poppin' shit, uh
Poppin' shit, uh
Poppin' shit, uh
Poppin' shit, uh
Poppin' shit, uh
Poppin' shit, uh
Poppin' shit, every time I'm poppin' shit, uh
Poppin' shit, uh
Poppin' shit, uh
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Poppin' shit, uh
Poppin' shit, uh
Poppin' shit, uh
Poppin' shit (Switch it up)
[Verse 4]
The way that I'm poppin', all these **** watchin'
All these bitches jackin', **** wanna copy
You a carbon copy, pussy, why'd you copy?
Tryna be like the boss, you ain't me
You ain't me, you ain't G
You ain't been to Cancun jet skiin'
You ain't been to Colorado on the ski
Smokin' like it's 4.20 out the peak
Cartier frames, call me 23
Jordan 23, twenty-three pounds with me
Every time I got 'em rounds with me
Ridin' 'round, the four-pound with me
The bullshit don't come around with it
You gon' fuck around, and choppa 'round spillin'
Walk around, I was brown sippin'
Fresh as hell, all brown Dicky
Ash color like Bobby Ricky, me and Ricky, Bobby see me in the Lobby
With your bitch with me, yeah, you know we swappin'
I got plenty of options, all these bitches watchin'
[Verse 5]
Poppin' shit, poppin' more
Poppin' crisp, poppin' ace of spade
Cases of this shit, ballin' hard like a post too
Wanna learn? I can coach you
[Verse 6]
Poppin' shit, uh
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Poppin' shit, you know I'm poppin' shit, uh
Poppin' shit, uh
Poppin' shit, uh
Poppin' shit, uh
Poppin' shit, uh
Poppin' shit, uh
Poppin' shit, uh
Poppin' shit, every time I'm poppin' shit, uh
Poppin' shit, uh
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Poppin' shit
Written by: Trentavious Zamon White
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