poppin’ shit lyrics – kid ink

poppin’ sh*t
(feat. los)

urgh i pop sh*t believe that believe that, everywhere i be, you can see that, drinks by the liter, you can see that everywhere i be at

i poppin sh*t bottles too she pop it for ag,
that’s what you gotta do, that’s what you gotta do
we poppin sh*t [x3]

[los:]
couple new roley’s with a couple frozen bands
my n*gg* squeeze arm’s like a couple holding hands,
n*gg* vroom tryna flip that maserati over
smelling like izzy miyaki and my fly versarce loafers
drop them hunndits, pop that perfect,
jum in the drop murk it while b*mping the locks,
n*gg* shades versace probably cost a thousand,
fly to death, private jets flying across an island,
i just got me a spade i was just in spain,
n*gg* i’m a get this change, poppy told me slow down,
i said woah now that’s a no now, n*gg* it’s about to go down,
i’m a turn bad like mowtown, what the f*ck they think?
we don’t smoke it, it don’t stink,
this how fly n*gg*s lean, love my versace that’s a fly n*gg* thing,
i was born a broke n*gg* i’m a die like a king, bad boy

urgh i pop sh*t believe that believe that, everywhere i be, you can see that, drinks by the liter, you can see that everywhere i be at

i poppin sh*t bottles too she pop it for ag,
that’s what you gotta do, that’s what you gotta do
we poppin sh*t [x3]

[kid ink:]
pock’ full of hund’s in the levis,
wait got yo’ hunny out the beehive,
og got me high than a tree house,
2 fingers up like a eat out… wait,
talk for a ride get the seat out,
we be in this b*tch going crazy… senile,
back then n*gg*s ain’t believe what they see now,
grip in my hand ball hard off the rebound,
boom, shocka, locka,
picture rollin, loud like a opera,
pull up in that big boy truck it’s satnica,
ready for the show, baby you gonna want an encore,
tell em we ain’t on now bullsh*t,
no ac just cool kids,
with a bad b*tch on full shift, i’m gone off the full hit,
i don’t think they ready bout to make em forfeit,
we’ve been going hammer time right about the toolkit alumni!

urgh i pop sh*t believe that believe that, everywhere i be, you can see that, drinks by the liter, you can see that everywhere i be at

i poppin sh*t bottles too she pop it for ag,
that’s what you gotta do, that’s what you gotta do
we poppin sh*t [x3]

wait i tell her bring her friend cus we multiplying the ash,
i let ink divide her legs and we never provide a fraction,
two young fly n*gg*s on a private jet,
running out of ink tryna write me a check,
don’t start no sh*t won’t be no sh*t!
i said f*ck the world but we don’t care,
we do molly to the models,
suicides on that rarri’,
like soy-e sauce on the body,
then body shift to a hotty

urgh i pop sh*t believe that believe that, everywhere i be, you can see that, drinks by the liter, you can see that everywhere i be at

i poppin sh*t bottles too she pop it for ag,
that’s what you gotta do, that’s what you gotta do
we poppin sh*t [x3]

/ kid ink lyrics