CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : Poppin
KF Beats
Ayy, Rocky, this wavy
Stack some racks (Gwalla)
Then cop you a pocket rocket (Cop it)
As long as bro is around
I don't think that the violence stoppin' (Stoppin')
Six in the spin for shoppin'
Which opp pack we coppin'? (Which one?)
Might as well buy your coffins
She rates me 'cause I'm poppin'
The undies got eyes on gang, they wanna know more 'bout DC Lane (Intel)
Injecting skin cause pain, do him, masked up like Bruce Wayne
Ride out with paintball pellets, this ain't a game, that's way too lame (Haha)
Five in a four door dinger, plus the driver can't make no mistakes (Skrrt)
What a lame, does your fave rapper do what he says? (b*t*h)
Said it once and I'll say it again: tap it, tap it, slap it, slap it
On the back roads with bro, if you see a Farm hat then nap him, nap him (Ayy, grab him)
Grab that pack and slang it, fill up the ting, get 'round and bang it (Baow)
It ain't safe around Manston Flats, these red bottles leave more than a scratch (Ouch)
Hop out and slap, hop out, hop out, see the ting don't jam (No way)
Still do road in my 97's, just run when you see these weapons
Nothin' like Dez, real corn, no pellets
Watch that car over there, no patience, get 'round and wreck it (Wreck it)
DC Lane, that's us, no patience, get 'round and rep it
Ayy, Rocky, this wavy
Stack some racks (Gwalla)
Then cop you a pocket rocket (Cop it)
As long as bro is around
I don't think that the violence stoppin' (Stoppin')
Six in the spin for shoppin'
Which opp pack we coppin'? (Which one?)
Might as well buy your coffins
She rates me 'cause I'm poppin'
The undies got eyes on gang, they wanna know more 'bout DC Lane (Intel)
Injecting skin cause pain, do him, masked up like Bruce Wayne
Ride out with paintball pellets, this ain't a game, that's way too lame (Haha)
Five in a four door dinger, plus the driver can't make no mistakes (Skrrt)
What a lame, does your fave rapper do what he says? (b*t*h)
Said it once and I'll say it again: tap it, tap it, slap it, slap it
On the back roads with bro, if you see a Farm hat then nap him, nap him (Ayy, grab him)
Grab that pack and slang it, fill up the ting, get 'round and bang it (Baow)
It ain't safe around Manston Flats, these red bottles leave more than a scratch (Ouch)
Hop out and slap, hop out, hop out, see the ting don't jam (No way)
Still do road in my 97's, just run when you see these weapons
Nothin' like Dez, real corn, no pellets
Watch that car over there, no patience, get 'round and wreck it (Wreck it)
DC Lane, that's us, no patience, get 'round and rep it
