Popping

Yo, they've been waiting on Cobain (Yeah)
Now I'm back with another one
All dough, like McGregor in the octagon
If I let her go, she won't find a better one
Big name from Brumtown to Europe, like Bellingham
Still, mama need a crib, so I gotta feed the strip
Man a living legend in these streets like Ibrahimovic
Man, I need a spliff. She said she need the dick
Fam my lifes a movie, Take a look. You won't believe this shit
Tryna be legit. Now I know there's more to life
I been killing with the mic like I'm Walter Whitе
Felt like Franklin. First time I hit a lick
Und Jеtzt, heisst es ohne Malik gibt es nichts
Working with The Rock. Make sure you know your role
We was international before they deported bro
Different, Never had the choice to lose
If we're talking shots, better I know I need the golden boot
Talking bout p's? Then you know me and my team get it Popping (Run it up. Run it up)
Mama prayed for my soul. All this flake that I sold I ain't stopping (it ain't enough, ain't enough.)
If we talkin bout p's then you know me and my team get it Popping
(Run it up)
I got bags in my head I can't slack, I can't rest I ain't stoppin. (It ain't enough, ain't enough.)

Penthouse suite man my life's like a dream
The whole fucking scene got my tracks on repeat
And when you. see this Benz with the nice leather seats
In the Middle East When I'm taking flights like Karri
Still active, that's why them other man be placed in second
She wanna fuck with the king like she playing Tekken
Link the ones. It's a match made in heaven
But you know, I had to curve it like David Beckham
Know if I pull up with Arma or Cliff, you know, I got the star dark
The dark in the pit. They want a part. You know, I make it happen
My bro up north got them boxers like hatten. And let me talk frankly. I'll be with the bands. B do this for the family
I never had a plan B. They can't understand me
My girls moving angry cause I got a goal I need p's like I'm Gandhi

Talking bout p's? Then you know me and my team get it Popping
(run it up, run it up)
Mama prayed for my soul. All this flake that I sold I ain't stoppin
(It ain't enough, ain't enough.)
If we talkin bout p's then you know me and my team get it Popping (run it up, run it up)
I got bags in my head
I can't slack, I can't rest I ain't stopping (it ain't enough, ain't enough.) (Get it Popping)
(run it up, run it up)
(I ain't stopping, It ain't enough, ain't enough)
(Get it Popping)
(run it up, run it up)
(I ain't stopping,. It ain't enough, ain't enough)