NBA YoungBoy – Poppin Shit Lyrics

Poppin Shit Lyrics – NBA YoungBoy

(Pipe that shit up TNT)
(Why they mad?)

Poppin shit, Balenciaga (Hmm, yeah)
I’m the shit, I’m the topic (Hmm, yeah)
Long hair like Rapunzel, make sure my heart never fades
Singin’ to the thunder (Hmm-mm-mm)

Singin’ to the thunder, stayin’ strong through the rain
Switched up for that bag, but can’t get mad, ’cause I won’t change
Four-door matte black Jag as I smash through the lanes, huh
I know that shit sad but I fall back cause all it lame
Poppin’ shit, lovin’ how you look in all that Dior
Millions blood, what she want, I get it for
Diamonds hittin’, they on galore, took off, hit this bitch, oh, Lord
I’m the shit, I know they know it, pop your shit, I’m out here for it
Take off them things that I’m actin’, I’m in it, I’m in this bitch, I know Lil’ Top
My only girl, you know my ma’, you know my hustle’ll never stop
You know my grind’ll never flop, see all these foreigns that’s at my house
That hatin’ shit, I make it stop, whip out that bag like, “Close your mouth”

Poppin shit, Balenciaga (Hmm, yeah)
I’m the shit, I’m the topic (Hmm, yeah)
Long hair like Rapunzel, make sure my heart never fades
Singin’ to the thunder (Hmm-mm-mm)
Poppin’ shit, Bentyaga (Hmm-mm, yeah)
I’m the shit, I’m the topic (Hmm-mm, yeah)
Long hair like Rapunzel, make sure my heart never fades
Singin’ to the thunder (Hmm-mm-mm)