Pop In Late - Activated

I got Kei with me, Taliban
Level up I then activated, activated
See me walk by with your bitch
And I know you hate it
Took her out, but I couldn't date it
Nope
Bad bitch, she gone talk about me 'til
She leave you
All these fake niggas made of glass
Boy you see through
We can't fake kick it
Do the dash when I see you, see you
Smoking that gas, yeah
I then activated, activated
I'm so high right now
Think I'm levitating, for real
No we don't ask
Just take it
Sell it right back
When you need the replacement
All of my niggas in sync
Huh, huh, adjacent
All y'all niggas real foul
That's a flagrant
I get to the money
You get complacent
None of these hoes these niggas
Worth saving
I just want to count
A hundred more in my savings, cash
Level up I then activated
Cultivated a way to make it
That's on my mama swear to God
They cannot take this
Lil' nigga get hit in his face quick
Fuck around and have to
Go and get a face lift
Meanwhile a nigga dreaming
'Bout a spaceship
Ridin' round town in a Honda
I'll still take your bitch and your mama
Huh
Presidential tint Obama
Cash, I want the commas
Cash
That's something we don't have on common
Nope, just being honest
Your bitch she living in bondage
My bitch go shop for the finest
She did
Level up, I then activated
See me walk by with your bitch
And I know you hate it
Took her out, but I couldn't date it
Nope
Bad bitch, she gone talk about me 'til
She leave you
Til she leave you
All these fake niggas made of glass
Boy you see through
Boy I see you
We can't fake kick it
Do the dash when I see you, bye bye
Smoking that gas, that gas
I then activated, activated
I'm so high right now, right now
Think I'm levitated
Taliban, activated
Bitch you know I'm elevated
You niggas really hatin'
You bitches know you fakin'
Ooh, woah
Pass the ball like Peyton
Hella heat in the makin'
We moving up
Bitch we pacin'
Hella impatient, yeah wait
I am the man
I do the dance
Come get your mans
I'm stacking up
Like it's soda cans
Don't think I'm shit
Just check out my plans
You niggas won't have it
I am a savage
You niggas can't see it
Wait I'm finna be it
You niggas are helpless
Roll in town with that woo stick
And you know it really do shit
Wait, yeah
I'm leveled up
Don't want your back
But the head is a must
Y'all niggas tweaking
Y'all smoking that dust
So much rust, so I puff
Thinking if I'm fucked up
Got your bitch fucked up
Pop in late
Run it up
Tommy tucked, keep it stuffed
I keep the track on the map
Wait, stick on my back
My niggas are in it
Y'all niggas is finished
Stack up the bread
Bitch I'm winning
If we talk racks then I'm in it
And you know I stay lifted
But you know that I'm gifted
Clean your mouth with that optic
Want a big mosh pit
You cannot stop this
Ooh, yeah
And I do this often
You know that I'm awesome
Got your bitch coughing
Pull up at a auction
Your bitch is a option
Runnin' no stoppin'
Level up I then activated, activated
See me walk by with your bitch
And I know you hate it
Took her out, but I couldn't date it
Nope
Bad bitch, she gone talk about me 'til
She leave you
All these fake niggas made of glass
Boy you see through
We can't fake kick it
Do the dash when I see you, see you
Smoking that gas, yeah
I then activated
I'm so high right now
Think I'm levitating, forreal

Written by:
Matthew Daniels, Darian Thomas

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