Off Poppin' Gone

Yeah
Popping off, popping off
(HT made the wave)
FTC, come on

Say bitch, I'm popping off
From the windows to the walls
'Til the sweat drop down my balls
They not tryna see me ball
I'm ten and ten feet tall
They want me dead and gone
I think you better move on
'Cause bitch, I'm popping off

Tear it off, bitch, let me see that ass naked (See that ass naked)
Fuck her from the back 'til her legs start shaking (Start shakin')
I ain't finna eat shit out 'cause that shit be stanking (Be stankin')
Snatch a nigga bitch, give a fuck if she taken
Finna take off, lil' nigga, like a motherfucking rocket (Motherfucking rocket)
Tryna imitate a nigga, better motherfucking stop it
Fucked her from the back, bitch talking 'bout she nauseas (Yeah, yeah)
Cookies got me higher than a long neck ostrich
Hold it, hold it, nigga, I've been really rocking Polo (Uh)
Bitch ride the dick like a motherfucking solo (Skrrt)
Nigga with a bad bitch
Slim thick, ratchet (Slim thick, ratchet)
How the fuck that work, lil' nigga? You be chatting (You be chattin')
Niggas think I'm talking shit, this the beginning (This the beginning)
Link up with your bitch, if she with it, then she winning
Bitch, I'm counting chicken
Bitch, I'm on a mission
Puffing on this wood, got it fucking up my vision

Say bitch, I'm popping off
From the windows to the walls
'Til the sweat drop down my balls
They not tryna see me ball
I'm ten and ten feet tall
They want me dead and gone
I think you better move on
'Cause bitch, I'm popping off

I'm off my grind, so you know I'm finna shine (Know I'm finna shine)
I don't chase nothing else but them dollar signs (But them dollar signs)
Baby, I know that you wanna be mine (Wanna be mine)
But I'm a big baller, cannot waste no time
Nigga, this a G Wagon, this ain't a Rover (Vroom)
FTC really 'bout to take over
Smoking on gas 'cause I'm a stoner
I make the paper, you make the turnover
Know y'all want the hot shit, call me now he do it (Do it)
I'm the trending topic, it ain't really nothing to it (Uh)
Hearing what they got, but I never see 'em shoot it
Claiming you's a drug dealer, nigga, who you foolin'?
See you smoke the pot, but I never see you move it (Nah)
Fucking on this bitch, then I'm clear how I'm move it (How I'm move)
Throw that ass back, go and show them how you do it (How you do it)
Fuck you singing for? Come on, get on with the movement

Say bitch, I'm popping off
From the windows to the walls
'Til the sweat drop down my balls
They not tryna see me ball
I'm ten and ten feet tall
They want me dead and gone
I think you better move on
'Cause bitch, I'm popping off

From the win—, from the windows to the walls (To the walls, to the walls, to the walls)
From the win—, from the win—, from the windows to the walls (To the walls, to the walls, to the walls)