[Intro]
Pooh, you the GOAT, boy
[Verse 1]
By myself, faded right now
Your girl on my line, tryna tap in
Next ho wanna come, I'm passin’
Whippin' up in the kitchen, I'm choppin’
Skatin' on a half-pipe, I drop in
I'ma leave every rapper in a coffin
Let me get these raps through y'all noggin
Fly in the air like Robin
I spit a few verses and I'm locked in
What's poppin'? That flow dirty, I'm moppin’
Every verse I spit, you can’t top it
Mailman at the door, they knockin'
Any shot you take, I’m blockin'
We go to the mall, I'm shoppin'
See a brand new whip, you know I’m coppin'
You know I'm rockin' that fresh fashion
It's all gon' start happenin'
I'm at Cali, it's the Golden State
They puttin' shit in they mind, but it's too densе
All of my lyrics are great, that's why you hate
That's why I'm climbin' thе fence, makin' it big
Ain't nobody else doin' it just like this
[Chorus]
What's poppin'?
I'm killin' shit, not stoppin'
People beggin' me to start droppin'
I'm climbin' up, never gonna start fallin'
You in the back seats just watchin'
Wonderin' if I'll be in the top ten
I drop my verse, now they all talkin'
That shit's so excitin'
[Verse 2]
Every time I rap, I spit facts
And I know y'all boys be real made
'Cause I'm dealin' with some of that
You can't, killin' this shit, but
I don't like mumble, I don't like emo-rap
That shit's just not for me
That shit takes no talent, you ain't got the gift
Hop off of me
This is for the people who laugh at me
Tryna paint a picture so you can see
I'm never gonna stop, so you might as well just accept that
I don't need a studio 'cause I got my room
And that's all I need
Doin' this rappin' so much 'cause you know it's hella fun
Doin' it all on my own, and it's good for my health
Why can't you see that I'm doin' so well?
Rappin' so much, I hope you can tell, but
No, I don't need your handouts
I'm gonna reject that
People in my inbox askin' for features
I'm like, "Nah, go sit in the bleachers"
They thinkin' that they was my teacher
Ayy, you know everybody gonna be happy and mad when they see me winnin'
I been learning and getting better, it's just the beginnin'
All they do is be hating when I'm over here countin' my digits
They seem to be bitchin', ain't matter all of my improvements
Gonna keep rappin' until I get somewhere, I guess only time will tell
Tryna achieve all my goals
I wanna be famous and rich, I guess that's the motive
I ain't gonna lie, I've been real almost all my life
I'ma always be humble, even when I start to rise
[Chorus]
What's poppin'?
I'm killin' shit, not stoppin'
People beggin' me to start droppin'
I'm climbin' up, never gonna start fallin'
You in the back seats just watchin'
Wonderin' if I'll be in the top ten
I drop my verse, now they all talkin'
That shit's so excitin'
Pooh, you the GOAT, boy
[Verse 1]
By myself, faded right now
Your girl on my line, tryna tap in
Next ho wanna come, I'm passin’
Whippin' up in the kitchen, I'm choppin’
Skatin' on a half-pipe, I drop in
I'ma leave every rapper in a coffin
Let me get these raps through y'all noggin
Fly in the air like Robin
I spit a few verses and I'm locked in
What's poppin'? That flow dirty, I'm moppin’
Every verse I spit, you can’t top it
Mailman at the door, they knockin'
Any shot you take, I’m blockin'
We go to the mall, I'm shoppin'
See a brand new whip, you know I’m coppin'
You know I'm rockin' that fresh fashion
It's all gon' start happenin'
I'm at Cali, it's the Golden State
They puttin' shit in they mind, but it's too densе
All of my lyrics are great, that's why you hate
That's why I'm climbin' thе fence, makin' it big
Ain't nobody else doin' it just like this
[Chorus]
What's poppin'?
I'm killin' shit, not stoppin'
People beggin' me to start droppin'
I'm climbin' up, never gonna start fallin'
You in the back seats just watchin'
Wonderin' if I'll be in the top ten
I drop my verse, now they all talkin'
That shit's so excitin'
[Verse 2]
Every time I rap, I spit facts
And I know y'all boys be real made
'Cause I'm dealin' with some of that
You can't, killin' this shit, but
I don't like mumble, I don't like emo-rap
That shit's just not for me
That shit takes no talent, you ain't got the gift
Hop off of me
This is for the people who laugh at me
Tryna paint a picture so you can see
I'm never gonna stop, so you might as well just accept that
I don't need a studio 'cause I got my room
And that's all I need
Doin' this rappin' so much 'cause you know it's hella fun
Doin' it all on my own, and it's good for my health
Why can't you see that I'm doin' so well?
Rappin' so much, I hope you can tell, but
No, I don't need your handouts
I'm gonna reject that
People in my inbox askin' for features
I'm like, "Nah, go sit in the bleachers"
They thinkin' that they was my teacher
Ayy, you know everybody gonna be happy and mad when they see me winnin'
I been learning and getting better, it's just the beginnin'
All they do is be hating when I'm over here countin' my digits
They seem to be bitchin', ain't matter all of my improvements
Gonna keep rappin' until I get somewhere, I guess only time will tell
Tryna achieve all my goals
I wanna be famous and rich, I guess that's the motive
I ain't gonna lie, I've been real almost all my life
I'ma always be humble, even when I start to rise
[Chorus]
What's poppin'?
I'm killin' shit, not stoppin'
People beggin' me to start droppin'
I'm climbin' up, never gonna start fallin'
You in the back seats just watchin'
Wonderin' if I'll be in the top ten
I drop my verse, now they all talkin'
That shit's so excitin'
( Lucas Larson )
www.ChordsAZ.com