[Chorus]
(I’m just) I’m just poppin’
I fell asleep in the Gucci pajamas
My bitch look like drama
She just with you, cuz she ran outta options
(ooh) My phone on silent
Double the money, and double the problems (yeah)
I got the game in my pocket
Run it up, run it up, run it up, run it up
[Verse 1]
Sorry not sorry, I’m bout to be late
Pulled up to the city with nothing to say
I just went ghost when I hit MIA
And then I tip the man when I drive through the gate
24 hours and I ain’t slept yet
Money on my mind and I'll take that bet
Hourglass shape and her back on bent
Women that I love, I ain’t met one yet
Women that I trust, I ain’t met one yet
Got a cross my neck, cuz the boy so blessed
Brand new in the game, but they boy so vet
And the comments so wild, but the boy so deaf
And the booty so wild, put the pants on stretch
Attitude foul, make a grown man flinch
Whip so white, and the blacked out tint
Fuck it, I’m running up all of that shit, like
[Chorus/Hook]
(I’m just) I’m just poppin’
I fell asleep in the Gucci pajamas
My bitch look like drama
She just with you, cuz she ran outta options
(ooh) My phone on silent
Double the money, and double the problems
I got the game in my pocket
Run it up, run it up, run it up, run it up
[Verse 2]
Double the money, and double the problems
Double the D, when she look like Madonna
She think she know me its just a persona
Hit the DM, and she slid in the comments
She said she love me but she hasn’t met me yet
She want attention and I ain’t got none to give
She see the followers clouding the money spent
Say she want Brows, when she browsing the internet
Lil bitch got too much pride (on God)
Only look pretty online
But she too petty inside
Told her “get the fuck out my ride”
Told her “get the fuck out my life”
Way too litty, don’t fuck up my vibe
Run through the city with the whip on glide
Run through the city I run it up, run it up
[Chorus]
(I’m just) I’m just poppin’
I fell asleep in the Gucci pajamas
My bitch look like drama
She just with you, cuz she ran outta options
(ooh) My phone on silent
Double the money, and double the problems
I got the game in my pocket
Run it up, run it up, run it up, run it up
(I’m just) I’m just poppin’
I fell asleep in the Gucci pajamas
My bitch look like drama
She just with you, cuz she ran outta options
(ooh) My phone on silent
Double the money, and double the problems (yeah)
I got the game in my pocket
Run it up, run it up, run it up, run it up
[Verse 1]
Sorry not sorry, I’m bout to be late
Pulled up to the city with nothing to say
I just went ghost when I hit MIA
And then I tip the man when I drive through the gate
24 hours and I ain’t slept yet
Money on my mind and I'll take that bet
Hourglass shape and her back on bent
Women that I love, I ain’t met one yet
Women that I trust, I ain’t met one yet
Got a cross my neck, cuz the boy so blessed
Brand new in the game, but they boy so vet
And the comments so wild, but the boy so deaf
And the booty so wild, put the pants on stretch
Attitude foul, make a grown man flinch
Whip so white, and the blacked out tint
Fuck it, I’m running up all of that shit, like
[Chorus/Hook]
(I’m just) I’m just poppin’
I fell asleep in the Gucci pajamas
My bitch look like drama
She just with you, cuz she ran outta options
(ooh) My phone on silent
Double the money, and double the problems
I got the game in my pocket
Run it up, run it up, run it up, run it up
[Verse 2]
Double the money, and double the problems
Double the D, when she look like Madonna
She think she know me its just a persona
Hit the DM, and she slid in the comments
She said she love me but she hasn’t met me yet
She want attention and I ain’t got none to give
She see the followers clouding the money spent
Say she want Brows, when she browsing the internet
Lil bitch got too much pride (on God)
Only look pretty online
But she too petty inside
Told her “get the fuck out my ride”
Told her “get the fuck out my life”
Way too litty, don’t fuck up my vibe
Run through the city with the whip on glide
Run through the city I run it up, run it up
[Chorus]
(I’m just) I’m just poppin’
I fell asleep in the Gucci pajamas
My bitch look like drama
She just with you, cuz she ran outta options
(ooh) My phone on silent
Double the money, and double the problems
I got the game in my pocket
Run it up, run it up, run it up, run it up
( Lil Brows )
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