Jaspi Nams - Poppin' (feat. Young Dinero Banks)

Listen shawty ain't no take backs
Now you see me poppin so you gotta face facts
Face that, my new shawty got that cake fat
She a dime piece, she ain't even gotta fake that
I see you posted up
I seen the messages you sending like you wanting sum
I know you listen to my music cuz you love my sound
I know you listen to my music when he not around
I ain't even flexing I'm just doing me
Now you looking back like why you screwed with me
Couple thousand dollars on my jewelry
Now these niggas watching me like scrutiny
I brutally penetrated the game and this all new to me
Usually niggas wanna go ruin me so cruelly
I'm getting respect, my city's loving me, that's news to me
All of my exes still watch my shit can't get enough of me
I'm saying
Shawty just gave me brain
Driving around the city
She topped me ontop of Main
My verses all go insane
Dropping these bars like rain
Bumping into some randoms who dappin me up by name
My lifestyle starting to change
Label, fuck it
60 thousand ducked it
Built my own I love it
Spent 10 bands all on it
They still call me lucky
Nah, nigga I got it
I worked hard for what I got
So you can't take it from me
Listen shawty ain't no take backs
Now you see me poppin so you gotta face facts
Face that, my new shawty got that cake fat
She a dime piece, she ain't even gotta fake that
I see you posted up
I seen the messages you sending like you wanting sum
I know you listen to my music cuz you love my sound
I know you listen to my music when he not around
Everything you do they hate and shit
Living life single, no dating shit
Dub it uh, swerve it
Roll it, light burn it uh
Face the facts, that's a fact
YDB go back to back
Ain't no drake, whole team eat
Don't take no plates, ouu
Shauty got cake, cake, cake, facts
Pull in the store with big racks
I work hard for all this shit
Don't ask me for no bread
You out your head cause you ain't part of shit
Tryna finish strong with all my gang
In which I started with
They be wishing for my downfall
Asking for the whips and different shit they wasn't round for
Watch all of that chatting shit
Cause that petty shit we spray bout
Fuck all of that gangsta shit cause gangsta shit is played out
Needed time to rest my mind
Europe I took days out
Paris trips
Drippy kicks
Saint Laurent
Bad bitches, no make up on
Voulez-vous coucher avec moi?
Who gon take me on
I could never settle less
Need my family living best
Lower stressed and hella blessed
Listen shawty ain't no take backs
Now you see me poppin so you gotta face facts
Face that, my new shawty got that cake fat
She a dime piece, she ain't even gotta fake that
I see you posted up
I seen the messages you sending like you wanting sum
I know you listen to my music cuz you love my sound
I know you listen to my music when he not around

Written by:
Jaspi Namwira, Xavier Warren

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