Bitch I came from the trenches
Used to just window shop
Gucci down to my socks
Got me feelin like Wop
Hurricane wrist Katrina
Ride the wave never stop
Bitch I started from the bottom
All I want is the top
Yuh bitch we poppin
Gotta get it ooh ain't no options
Yuh yuh bitch we poppin
Made it to the top ain't no stoppin
Straight juggin fresh outta bed
Kami the baker got a whole lotta bread
Got a dot that's red
Got it aimin at your head
You would think he a pencil the way I fill him up with lead
Rappin or trappin I'm gettin this ched
Bitch I'm so icy pull up in a sled
Kami the doctor I got the meds
The trap house a morgue cus I'm countin the deadz
Makin the pussy wetter than a sauna
Can't hear the lames over my marijuana
In the kitchen I'm Kami Benihana
All bout my cheese and my G's on lasagna
Make a milli and spend it on my mama
I see the future I'm f*ckin up commas
Can't keep a bitch but I'll keep a promise
I want it all Imma ball, Samus
Ain't takin calls when I'm in the Bahamas
Do I got a rubber? Yeah my Yokohamas
I'm rollin and speedin I feel like I'm Sonic
Gold rings on my fingers when countin deposits
This shit sound like beast mode
Ayy yeah
Yeah yeah
Ayy let's go
Bitch I came from the trenches
Used to just window shop
Gucci down to my socks
Got me feelin like Wop
Hurricane wrist Katrina
Ride the wave never stop
Bitch I started from the bottom
All I want is the top
Yuh bitch we poppin
Gotta get it ooh ain't no options
Yuh yuh bitch we poppin
Made it to the top ain't no stoppin
F*ck with me and get the stick like kebab
Movin the work like I can't keep a job
Slob on my knob like corn on the cob
Then kick her out this ain't no Chyna and Rob
Send her a text she sends the location
Just want the sex not the Playstation
If you got games I got Nintendo
Switch it up and just go f*ck on your friend ho
Bars on Fort Knox yeah my shit is elite
Your bars like Xanax they put me to sleep
If you step to me you'll be R.I.P.
With the baddest bitches is where I be
Got your bitch all in my hands, Play-Doh
Spin on the dick like a tornado
Passin the blunt like a hot potato
In the kitchen in the stove fugeo
I keep the bricks no Lego
I'm bout to blow like a volcano
I do this shit without no label
Takin a drive down Rodeo
Miracle whips no mayo
Hit the pasture got a whole bale
Imma go make me a whole sale
You didn't make it? Oh well
YungKami - Poppin' (feat. meltycanon) Lyrics
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Bitch I came from the trenches
Used to just window shop
Gucci down to my socks
Got me feelin like Wop
Hurricane wrist Katrina
Ride the wave never stop
Bitch I started from the bottom
All I want is the top
Yuh bitch we poppin
Gotta get it ooh ain't no options
Yuh yuh bitch we poppin
Made it to the top ain't no stoppin
Straight juggin fresh outta bed
Kami the baker got a whole lotta bread
Got a dot that's red
Got it aimin at your head
You would think he a pencil the way I fill him up with lead
Rappin or trappin I'm gettin this ched
Bitch I'm so icy pull up in a sled
Kami the doctor I got the meds
The trap house a morgue cus I'm countin the deadz
Makin the pussy wetter than a sauna
Can't hear the lames over my marijuana
In the kitchen I'm Kami Benihana
All bout my cheese and my G's on lasagna
Make a milli and spend it on my mama
I see the future I'm f*ckin up commas
Can't keep a bitch but I'll keep a promise
I want it all Imma ball, Samus
Ain't takin calls when I'm in the Bahamas
Do I got a rubber? Yeah my Yokohamas
I'm rollin and speedin I feel like I'm Sonic
Gold rings on my fingers when countin deposits
This shit sound like beast mode
Ayy yeah
Yeah yeah
Ayy let's go
Bitch I came from the trenches
Used to just window shop
Gucci down to my socks
Got me feelin like Wop
Hurricane wrist Katrina
Ride the wave never stop
Bitch I started from the bottom
All I want is the top
Yuh bitch we poppin
Gotta get it ooh ain't no options
Yuh yuh bitch we poppin
Made it to the top ain't no stoppin
F*ck with me and get the stick like kebab
Movin the work like I can't keep a job
Slob on my knob like corn on the cob
Then kick her out this ain't no Chyna and Rob
Send her a text she sends the location
Just want the sex not the Playstation
If you got games I got Nintendo
Switch it up and just go f*ck on your friend ho
Bars on Fort Knox yeah my shit is elite
Your bars like Xanax they put me to sleep
If you step to me you'll be R.I.P.
With the baddest bitches is where I be
Got your bitch all in my hands, Play-Doh
Spin on the dick like a tornado
Passin the blunt like a hot potato
In the kitchen in the stove fugeo
I keep the bricks no Lego
I'm bout to blow like a volcano
I do this shit without no label
Takin a drive down Rodeo
Miracle whips no mayo
Hit the pasture got a whole bale
Imma go make me a whole sale
You didn't make it? Oh well
Used to just window shop
Gucci down to my socks
Got me feelin like Wop
Hurricane wrist Katrina
Ride the wave never stop
Bitch I started from the bottom
All I want is the top
Yuh bitch we poppin
Gotta get it ooh ain't no options
Yuh yuh bitch we poppin
Made it to the top ain't no stoppin
Straight juggin fresh outta bed
Kami the baker got a whole lotta bread
Got a dot that's red
Got it aimin at your head
You would think he a pencil the way I fill him up with lead
Rappin or trappin I'm gettin this ched
Bitch I'm so icy pull up in a sled
Kami the doctor I got the meds
The trap house a morgue cus I'm countin the deadz
Makin the pussy wetter than a sauna
Can't hear the lames over my marijuana
In the kitchen I'm Kami Benihana
All bout my cheese and my G's on lasagna
Make a milli and spend it on my mama
I see the future I'm f*ckin up commas
Can't keep a bitch but I'll keep a promise
I want it all Imma ball, Samus
Ain't takin calls when I'm in the Bahamas
Do I got a rubber? Yeah my Yokohamas
I'm rollin and speedin I feel like I'm Sonic
Gold rings on my fingers when countin deposits
This shit sound like beast mode
Ayy yeah
Yeah yeah
Ayy let's go
Bitch I came from the trenches
Used to just window shop
Gucci down to my socks
Got me feelin like Wop
Hurricane wrist Katrina
Ride the wave never stop
Bitch I started from the bottom
All I want is the top
Yuh bitch we poppin
Gotta get it ooh ain't no options
Yuh yuh bitch we poppin
Made it to the top ain't no stoppin
F*ck with me and get the stick like kebab
Movin the work like I can't keep a job
Slob on my knob like corn on the cob
Then kick her out this ain't no Chyna and Rob
Send her a text she sends the location
Just want the sex not the Playstation
If you got games I got Nintendo
Switch it up and just go f*ck on your friend ho
Bars on Fort Knox yeah my shit is elite
Your bars like Xanax they put me to sleep
If you step to me you'll be R.I.P.
With the baddest bitches is where I be
Got your bitch all in my hands, Play-Doh
Spin on the dick like a tornado
Passin the blunt like a hot potato
In the kitchen in the stove fugeo
I keep the bricks no Lego
I'm bout to blow like a volcano
I do this shit without no label
Takin a drive down Rodeo
Miracle whips no mayo
Hit the pasture got a whole bale
Imma go make me a whole sale
You didn't make it? Oh well
Writer: JULIAN DWIGHT CHAMBERS
Copyright: Lyrics © Wixen Music Publishing, O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © Wixen Music Publishing, O/B/O DistroKid