text: Keep it poppin
  Yeah, bitch 
  Let me pop em
  Uh-huh, hold on , let me, let me pop em
  Let me pop it
  Let me pop it, nah, what you say? What you say? What you say?
  Look
  Lil nigga, shut up 
  I got a problem, bitches keep callin 
  I need a new number 
  They know Im the shit 
  I need a plunger 
  Look at my bitch 
  I think I love her 
  How they let Baby get rich? 
  He be broad day with them sticks 
  I do not play with no bitch 
  And I been that way since like six 
  And I was smokin weed at age five 
  My cousin doin life, he crip 
  I be jumpin off the stage at my shows
  Kevin Gates hoes grabbin on my dick 
  You lookin for a lawsuit, pullin out your camera
  Didnt think I saw you 
  Had to stop takin pictures cause yall be in your feelings and I dont like to argue 
  Wanna see me on The Shade Room lookin for a come up, wanna see me pay you, huh? 
  And Im the neighborhood hero but I dont got my cape on cause Im not trying to save you, no 
  I be like
  Lil nigga, shut up 
  I got a problem, bitches keep callin 
  I need a new number 
  They know Im the shit 
  I need a plunger 
  Look at my bitch 
  I think I love her 
  Lil nigga, shut up 
  I got a problem, bitches keep callin 
  I need a new number 
  They know Im the shit 
  I need a plunger 
  Look at my bitch 
  I think I love her 
  Number one album first week 
  Boujee on a bitch, I ont speak 
  How the fuck his songs sound the same? 
  But he laughing to the bank every week? 
  Look at Baby shootin past niggas 
  Turn up on a stupid-ass nigga 
  She was real skinny when I met her 
  Fucked her til her booty got bigger 
  Ima let you niggas stay lost, let you listen to the blogs, let you think I aint the goat 
  Walk in with a big .45 and its already cocked when I pull it out, dont run 
  Your nigga know Im still bout whatever 
  Took his bitch and my bitch out together
  Hold on, hold on man, stop that motherfuckin music
  Man, Im the best muthafuckin rapper
  No, you not, all your shit sound the same
  Lil nigga, shut up 
  I got a problem, bitches keep callin 
  I need a new number 
  They know Im the shit 
  I need a plunger 
  Look at my bitch 
  I think I love her 
  Lil nigga, shut up 
  I got a problem, bitches keep callin 
  I need a new number 
  They know Im the shit 
  I need a plunger 
  Look at my bitch 
  I think I love her 
  I heard he beat his fans
  I heard he dont like to take pictures
  I heard he married
  No, he not
  I just wanted a picture
  He beat em to a coma
  I heard he fucked with ol girl
  Hes Illuminati
  He moved to Charlotte when he was seven
  All yall shut the fuck up, suck my dick, nigga
  I work too hard to be explaining myself
  Im gone
  Shut the fuck up, nigga, ha