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I'm popping, I'm popping, I'm popping like baby girl I don't know how to stop I'm going, I'm going, I'm going, I'm going up all the way to the top I don't know how you feeling, but how am I supposed to cause like you don't ever want talk Green beam, it hang from my Glock If they talk to you, aim at they top I got a boy and he shoot off the whistle So if you look at me wrong, then we sending out missiles Boy, this a big ass drac', the f*ck do we look like using them petty ass pistols I'm really finna crash out, take off his dreads, then use that shit as some tinsel Maybe that's too damn far Maybe I'm too damn gone yeah, yeah Baby you is my star, but I am not your pawn yeah, yeah, I'm not your pawn I'ma grind until dusk till its dawn Money tall like it's DC the Don Bae come over, I'm on what you on I'm on what you on, so slide to the crib and let's do what you wanna do You can stay if you vibe with the crew Bring your friends so my dawg have one too Too much cash I don't know what to do You gotta go, I don't mean to be rude