Poppin

(album: Trick City - 2022)

1017 (Bah)
BigWalkDog
BigWalkDog
Big 1017 (Ayy)
Hey (Pablo, you crazy for this one, haha), hey
Hey, hey

When you popping, every time you move, you gotta move with a rocket (Bah)
Looking at this drip, you see a pool in the faucet (Argh)
Designer hit the mil', come straight from the trap
And got a coconut scale, but it hit like we boxing (Shh)
She always ate the dick, but she still say it toxic
She know I got racks, so she do it more sloppy
Off a Percocet, I can't feel my body
But she ain't getting shit outta none of these pockets (Nope)

Nah, she ain't getting shit outta none of these wallets
Broke down a boat just to smoke it about you
I ain't even need me a plug, I'm the whole damn socket
Came in, down-down, all these opps roadblocking
Sipping on Wocky, pour me a Roxie, know they gon' watch me
Built for this shit, nigga, how they gon' stop me?
I was just loading up shit on the daily
I feel like fly, I don't need nobody
Big dawg, I'm for real, I don't need co-signing (Skrrt)
Boy, get me 'Cat or a scat, no mileage (Skrrt)
See the one we from, we ain't have no gun
Nigga play with who? Nigga play with 'Wop, know they dying
Might just go to war from get a .20, make it shine
I ain't never had shit, not a motherfucking dime
'Wop got me out the trenches, had murder on my mind (Wop)
And the plug just called, said thirty on the line (Uh)
Need a pill up in the East and need a pill up in the West
He ain't grab a two, then it's on to the next
Thirteen, with my daddy, watching niggas get finessed
On the first and the third, getting everybody checked
Make 'em block the wood, you ain't getting everybody stretched
I done made it out, saw 'em met your fuck nigga neck
Don't know what I want, new jacket for Patek (Flip)

When you popping, every time you move, you gotta move with a rocket (Bah)
Looking at this drip, you see a pool in the faucet (Argh)
Designer hit the mil', come straight from the trap
And got a coconut scale, but it hit like we boxing (Shh)
She always ate the dick, but she still say it toxic
She know I got racks, so she do it more sloppy
Off a Percocet, I can't feel my body
But she ain't getting shit outta none of these pockets (Nope)
Every time you move, you gotta move with a rocket (Bah)
Looking at this drip, you see a pool in the faucet (Bling)
Designer hit the mil', come straight from the trap (Yeah)
And got a coconut scale, but it hit like we boxing (Shh)
She always ate the dick, but she still say it toxic
She know I got racks, so she do it more sloppy (It's Gucci)
Off a Percocet, I can't feel my body
But she ain't getting shit outta none of these pockets (Ha)

Can't nobody pop shit the way I pop it (Ha)
Million-dollar watch on my wrist, no capping (Bling)
Say he got money, wah-wah, what happened? (Wah)
Sign with Gucci Mane, get rich, go platinum (Go, go)
I know the feds watching, but 12 can't stop me (Stoppin')
The best came in, I pulled up with shopping (Pulled up)
Pull up in a Dawn and the top still dropping (The Dawn)
They let me outta jail and the price still hopping ('Wop)
Cartel mailbox money so dirty, you could smell my money (Ah)
I'm cool by my money if you only better pay my money
So rich that I weigh my money and I look like money
And I don't really need new friends
So please stop calling me "twin," don't say that shit again
You ain't never killed no man
So you could never fit in my skin, it's Big Gucci Mane

Every time you move, you gotta move with a rocket (Ha)
Looking at this drip, you see a pool in the faucet
Designer hit the mil', come straight from the trap
And got a coconut scale, but it hit like we boxing
She always ate the dick, but she still say it toxic
Know I got racks, so she do it more sloppy
Off a Percocet, I can't feel my body
But she ain't getting shit outta none of these pockets (Nope)

Same young nigga still post in the tree
On a plane with an opp, 'bout to go off in this shit
I don't even like flying, can't move with a stick
Call my junkie out the junker, he could pull up with the stick
On the phone with him now, he gon' pull up by six
Talking 'bout tapping in, I ain't tapping in shit
You ain't tap in with me before a nigga rich
When my homie popping Percocet, dawg saying that he rich
Smoking weed, kick everybody, married in this bitch
From the street, now a nigga really married to this shit
I was broke in a bitch, now I'm having all the strip
Need blue cheese, selling it, now add it to the mix
Went from new door with the crack stick, add it on the list
Glock.17, nothing added but a switch
Got this shit up out the mud, wouldn't hand it to a nigga
.40 lay with me a rat, they gon' lay with me a killer