Van Cleef Poppin
(专辑: Stuck In My Ways - 2023)
Uh, yeah, yeah Brr Ain't stopping, got these bitches falling out of my pocket, huh Yeah, yeah And these racks ain't stopping, got these bitches falling out of my pocket, huh Lil' bitch, I'm popping, know a
couple niggas wanna pop me, huh Got some niggas wanna copy, left wrist went Van Cleef popping, huh You sitting on your ass, lil' baby, I'ma take her shopping, huh In the
back of the
Rolls truck, I'm nodding off Let's get it on, pussy nigga, let's play ball Free my niggas from them shackles, fuck the
law Free Sosa, yeah, he short, but this money tall Colorblind when it's not the
money Slime his ass like his nose runny Nigga, wake up and get the
money Nigga, wake up and smell the
hundreds With these freaks, I'ma keep it a
hundred Nigga, all of my diamonds stunning She gon' eat me up until the
morning I
used to be broke, I
was too bummy Chew them Percs just like some gummies Have my nigga run you down, get to gunning Yeah, wrap it up just like a
mummy I'm a
millionaire, dummy I'm off of that white with them snow bunnies Yeah, his pockets so crummy She hop on that dick and get to jumping Yeah, I'ma have my nigga slap 'em, shell cases get to dumping Bullets flying everywhere We gon' put 'em in the
air Stack my money, need some stairs 'Cause this shit get overwhelming And these niggas keep on telling That's why we gon' leave 'em smelling And these racks ain't stopping, got these bitches falling out of my pocket, huh Lil' bitch, I'm popping, know a
couple niggas wanna pop me, huh Got some niggas wanna copy, left wrist went Van Cleef popping, huh You sitting on your ass, lil' baby, I'ma take her shopping, huh YSL on my denim Stuff them racks up in 'em Came through this bitch trimming in a
fucking Lamb' chop Yeah, we gon' handle that smoke, pussy, we don't call cops Came through this bitch in a
double M, I
drop drop Yeah, God made me a
millionaire, praise to Allah I'm in Magic City throwing racks at these strippers Free all my niggas and kill all the
snitches I'm the
one investing in all my killers Mask off, his last sight was his killer Hang around felons and drug dealers Fighting my case with these fuck niggas Watch out for snakes, I
don't trust niggas When I
flash out, just wanna bust, nigga Turn his ass into some dust, nigga Red key, I'm in track mode When I'm in the
back, I'm in relax mode Sipping out of champagne flutes with a
black ho Tryna fuck your mama, I'm in that mode Pockets full just like a
fat ho And these racks ain't stopping, got these bitches falling out of my pocket, huh Lil' bitch, I'm popping, know a
couple niggas wanna pop me, huh Got some niggas wanna copy, left wrist went Van Cleef popping, huh You sitting on your ass, lil' baby, I'ma take her shopping, huh (Ayy, Geo got them bands, huh?)