K. Curry - What's Poppin'

What’s popping
Young Killa from the Trey locked in
Catching TDs just like Lockett
Y’all haters need help stop it
Wish I could do tricks like Hoffman
Tryna be the next Drake just Joshin
You can call me the Asian Logic
Young Sinatra under pressure Logic
Peepin the roster y’all don’t have me
That’s right I’m on the way to the Grammys
Low life haters they can’t stand me
I’m just tryna provide for my family
I don’t do it fancy I just do me
Hard work is just the recipe
Saving up money just stacking cheese
Y’all blowing trees I’m writing poetries
Always showing love to my older Gs
Coming up in the game know it’s me
Don’t know me but you gon see
Started rapping after Coach Micah B
Okay my posse we ain’t faulty
There is nothing that can stop me
Got some haters that be plotting
Never sell my soul like Lil Yachty
All offense that’s my philosophy
I like my pad see ewe beef beef with the broccoli
Saving up for a Tesla for the autonomy
But I’m always worried about the economy
Always kicking it like Mason Crosby
Playing GTA my wife on animal crossing
I’m a Washington legend just like John Stockton
And ya boy’s off the clock just like Dennis Rodman
What’s poppin' yeah

Written by:
Kevin Curry

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