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Poppin Shit Song Lyrics
Poppin Shit by SahBabii [Chorus]
Poppin’ sh*t, poppin’ sh*t (Poppin’ sh*t), b**ch, we out here poppin’ sh*t
First day I got a gun, I was lookin’ for my opps and sh*t (Opps and sh*t)
Ran up a check, now I call shots like I’m Popovich (Popovich)
If I have to, understand I’ma pop a b**ch (Bow, bow, bow)
Grab the family bag, b**ch, ’cause I want a lot of chips (Lot of it)
Hundred thousand in my britches, clips filled with hollow tips (Hollow tips)
Turn a nigga to a pack, I can make a lot of zips (A lot of zips)
Yeah, I can make a lot of zips (Ooh-ooh, yeah)

[Verse 1]
(Ooh-ooh) I ain’t nice, nigga
(Ooh-ooh) Think twice, nigga (Ooh)
Murda Town 39th, nigga
You want smoke, I’ll get right with ya
All my guns filled with cop killers
I’m still alive, my opps not killers (Opps not killers)
Okay, you a killer and I’m a killer (Hey)
But my knife bigger
Shoot up your party, I’m a night ender
Thought you was hangin’ with killers
Now you got mice with you
Black you out, you need ice with ya
Catch a flight ’cause life’s bigger
What you think?
Ridin’ in a pink Lamborghini with a mink on
Let that sink
f**k around with me, I’ll close your eyes for good, you’ll never blink (Never blink)

[Chorus]
Poppin’ sh*t, poppin’ sh*t (Yeah), b**ch, we out here poppin’ sh*t
First day I got a gun, I was lookin’ for my opps and sh*t (Opps and sh*t)
Ran up a check, now I call shots like I’m Popovich (Popovich)
If I have to, understand I’ma pop a b**ch (Bow, bow, bow)
Grab the family bag, b**ch, ’cause I want a lot of chips (Lot of it)
Hundred thousand in my britches, clips filled with hollow tips (Hollow tips)
Turn a nigga to a pack, I can make a lot of zips (A lot of zips)
Yeah, I can make a lot of zips (Ooh-ooh)

[Verse 2]
Couple niggas tried to play (Okay)
Eighth grade, first 9 was a .38
I ain’t with that jumpin’ sh*t (sh*t), no way
Had the strap in the Jansport if a nigga ass tried to play, yeah
Turn his block to a waterpark
What you know? We slidin’ on that sh*t like it’s a waterpark
My b**ch got that super soaker, I’m f**kin’ on a waterfall
I’m f**kin’ on a waterfall
These niggas Instagram chatty (Chatty)
If you niggas killers, why the f**k you still ain’t whack me? (Whack me?)
Red dots on they face, look like that boy got acne (Acne)
These niggas too green, I might start robbin’ rappers
Shooters up in Canada, I’m f**king with them Raptors
The way I’m shooting sh*t, could’ve been the number one draft pick (Draft)
My son playing basketball, I hope that he get drafted (Yeah)

[Chorus]
Poppin’ sh*t, poppin’ sh*t (Poppin’ sh*t), b**ch, we out here poppin’ sh*t (Ooh)
First day I got a gun, I was lookin’ for my opps and sh*t (Opps and sh*t)
Ran up a check, now I call shots like I’m Popovich (Popovich)
If I have to, understand I’ma pop a b**ch (Bow, bow, bow)
Grab the family bag, b**ch, ’cause I want a lot of chips (Lot of it)
Hundred thousand in my britches, clips filled with hollow tips (Hollow tips)
Turn a nigga to a pack, I can make a lot of zips (A lot of zips)
Yeah, I can make a lot of zips (Ooh-ooh, yeah)