Wats Poppin

What's poppin', what's happening Whenever I'm on the scene, Bitch, you won't never catch me lacking Thirty-two some shots for Ann nigga wanna get jazzy Doing all that pump faking Knowin yeen gon' score no basket I came dressed as a sheep but they know I'm a shark Better be ready to fuckin die come round tryna be hard Plenty toys and ammunition ain't tryna fuckin box Call Jeffery, bring a bucket plenty blood to mop I shook hands with all them niggas that said They want me gone Lotta people speculating, tryna see what I'm on Like how they speaking on the half, That they don't fucking know All that jibba jabba bout some love, I'm tryna off a bow Already offed your bitch That shit crazy how I'm fucking on the opposite But I ain't got no opposition I don't f*ck with none of you niggas, lil bitch, I'm the villain Tb dog-ass shoota , they let me the kennel What's poppin', what's happening All the shit I seen, it done turn me Randy savage Want it, bet I get it, I'ma take it bet I grab it Don't play with your life, cause you can end up in that casket What's poppin', what's happening Whenever I'm on the scene Bitch , you won't never catch me lacking Thirty-two some shots for Ann nigga wanna get jazzy Doing all that pump faking Knowin yeen gon' score no basket What's poppin', what's happening Whenever I'm on the scene Bitch, you won't never catch me lacking Niggas tryna step to shoota better go practice F*ck round found out, why I'm the number one draft pick