Poppin Remix

Money Bags with clumsy hands know I drop gems and can't resist
A bargain so I'm firing cheap shots at all you narcissits
Lifting up the bar like Arnie did until his arms were thick
And now my DM's looking like my top ten artist list
On a stage letting off bombs like concerts in the Gaza Strip
Making marvellous hits 'til I don't need no keys to start the whip
Was a time where getting paid was a close shave like barber tips
Shady clubs and pricks were using smoke and mirror parlour tricks
Better under pressure when the going would get hard as bricks
So even if I'm scraping at the plate it lеaves your armour chipped
Lane ain't chosеn, I take a different path and switch
Might bring industrial metal into your ears like piercing cartilage
Believe it like the Ramen Kid, I'm in this bitch like hardened dicks
Every hit is sweet, Pinata sticks, I'm Arkham sick
So I need a girl like Harleyquinn to ride a Harley with
I'm a Joker so you better cut the cheek or I might scar your lips