POPROCKS

[Intro]
All of these- (Okay, I gotta admit-)

[Chorus: Lil 86]
I ain't Mike Tyson, I beat up her box, yeah
Wake up, I'm poppin' these rocks
Wake up, I'm poppin' these rocks
He gon' trip, 'cause he ran with some Crocs
Brand new choppa knock him out his socks
I'ma trip when I sip on the lean
I'ma trip when I'm poppin' the rocks
I'ma trip off the rice and the beans
Lace up the Margiela, then lace up the weed
Smokin' too much, bitch, I'm really a fiend
They on the net, showin' off they drank
Let me just say, you ain't 'bout what you claim
Can't stay on the same shit and expect change
I could shoot it point blank, I could shoot it from range
I should switch up the beat, been in Jersey for days

[Verse 1: DreXXXII, Lil 86, [justkenneth] & DreXXXII]
Fly out your BM, now she at the BnB
Wanna play? I'ma give her some DnD
Don her some dick, make her limp, that's a guarantee (What?)
Ain't make it to morning, bitch, I ain't no PND
Break her back like this shit an emergency
Dick down a white bitch, I call it diversity
I'm all in her mouth, Colgate
She ask if I pull out, I tell that bitch, "No way"
Spanish ho finna eat like Chipotle
I fuck and I flee, no, that bitch ain't a soulmate
She nobody, she just a body
Blow up my phone like this shit Nagasaki
She ain't nothin', shorty be buggin'
I'm with her bestie, she keep tryna top me
Slide through, and she already naked
Feel like I'm Loe when I tell her to take it
Tryna stay over? Shorty mistaken
She sizzle over like Pop Rocks, no bacon
Shake it, shake it, shake it, ayy
Shake it, shake it, shake it, what?
Mixin' the Sprite with the vodka
Said I'm in love with her chakras
Feelin' like white girls with matcha
Sippin' the Wock' like a Flocka
You ain't did shit at a Wawa
If you pass it, no hesi, bro, I'm not a guard
Yeah, I'm scorin' it like I'm Jabar
If I throw out the whip, then I'm throwin' it far
End his life, I ain't sendin' regards

[Chorus: Lil 86]
I ain't Mike Tyson, I beat up her box, yeah
Wake up, I'm poppin' these rocks
Wake up, I'm poppin' these rocks
He gon' trip, 'cause he ran with some Crocs
Brand new choppa knock him out his socks
I'ma trip when I sip on the lean
I'ma trip when I'm poppin' the rocks
I'ma trip off the rice and the beans
Lace up the Margiela, then lace up the weed
Smokin' too much, bitch, I'm really a fiend
They on the net, showin' off they drank
Let me just say, you ain't 'bout what you claim
Can't stay on the same shit and expect change
I could shoot it point blank, I could shoot it from range
Sellin' out in the stores, they be callin' me Mace

[Verse 2: [justkenneth], Lil 86, [justkenneth] & DreXXXII, Lil 86]
They ain't got the skill, they ain't catchin' a glance
Poppin' these rocks, man, I'll take my chance
Diamond in the rough, and you in my trance
Playin' the synth, they start callin' me Dance
Fuck brotherhood, you ain't carry a steel
You a seedless bitch, like Jessica Biel
Cookin' up beats, like a fuckin' meal
Put on your plate, man, I see how it feel
You G-Eazy looking bitch (Bitch)
You claimed you fucked my ex-bitch, 'cause you can't keep yo' bitch (What?)
So sorry that she switched, now you finna call a witch
Start spamming reels, no glitch
So sorry that she switched up (Hahaha)