Blow Poppin

[Intro]
Seany Boy, what's popping?
Seany Boy, you dig?

[Chorus]
It ain't 'bout money, I don't talk 'bout it
Bought a new chain off narcotics
Sucker free shit, I ain't blow poppin'
Unc' made a million off blow probably
Bought a new watch, I don't owe Molly
In the shade or trapped out with your ho probably
Just left Lakewood, me and JR
I'll probably jack my dick 'fore I pay her
Hundred round on the stick, this an AR
If a fuck nigga owe me, he gon' pay up
I'd rather get a check 'fore I lay up
Know some niggas playin' broke just to stay up
Fuck nigga throwin' shots, ain't nan' one hit
So I don't give a fuck what you say, bruh
I don't remember you when me and Unc' was goin' out of town
Hittin' licks, stealin' safes for the paper

[Verse 1]
Condo in the sky like a scraper
Daddy had an old school Buick LeSabre
Role model TV, we ain't have no cable
Gunfights with BB's, shooting at the neighbors
Streets need a nigga like me to relay this
You gotta bring somethin' to the situation
Nigga, if you really wanna eat at the table
Heart cold, some situations leave memories that you ain't never replaying
Sometimes God send some people to your life that you could never replace 'em
I know I did some people dead wrong in my life that I can never just face it
Cut off your ho, put on your family and your mans
Start you a brand and run up them bands and do what you can

[Chorus]
It ain't 'bout money, I don't talk 'bout it
Bought a new chain off narcotics
Sucker free shit, I ain't blow poppin'
Unc' made a million off blow probably
Bought a new watch, I don't owe Molly
In the shade or trapped out with your ho probably
Just left Lakewood, me and JR
I'll probably jack my dick 'fore I pay her
Hundred round on the stick, this an AR
If a fuck nigga owe me, he gon' pay up
I'd rather get a check 'fore I lay up
Know some niggas playin' broke just to stay up
Fuck nigga throwin' shots, ain't nan' one hit
So I don't give a fuck what you say, bruh
I don't remember you when me and Unc' was goin' out of town
Hittin' licks, stealin' safes for the paper

[Verse 2]
50K on me, shopping on anything
Feel the pain from the stick when it penetrate
A big 2K on that chopper
Pull up with your ho and get served and call it a dinner date
No face, no case, no place, no name
Call that a getaway
Hotbox, hot Glocks, two shots, good aim
Told 'em to spin away
True meaning of slide, mean you gotta shake somethin'
Meanin' a slime, mean they might take somethin'
Up a pistol to fire, I got a ray gun
Came up on the dice, I'm tryna break somethin'
Booty buttnaked bitch, she Dominican
She wanna suck me and fuck me, get into me
Trapped out the bando and ranned up my Benjamins
My condo a trap house, I'm rolling like Michelin

[Chorus]
It ain't 'bout money, I don't talk 'bout it
Bought a new chain off narcotics
Sucker free shit, I ain't blow poppin'
Unc' made a million off blow probably
Bought a new watch, I don't owe Molly
In the shade or trapped out with your ho probably
Just left Lakewood, me and JR
I'll probably jack my dick 'fore I pay her
Hundred round on the stick, this an AR
If a fuck nigga owe me, he gon' pay up
I'd rather get a check 'fore I lay up
Know some niggas playin' broke just to stay up
Fuck nigga throwin' shots, ain't nan' one hit
So I don't give a fuck what you say, bruh
I don't remember you when me and Unc' was goin' out of town
Hittin' licks, stealin' safes for the paper