Lil PJ ft. Fredo Bang – Big Poppin

Lyrics Big Poppin – Lil PJ ft. Fredo Bang

Yeah, yeah, yeah..
Can’t say too much
But we got switches, I’m bleedin’
Yeah, on God, yeah-yeah
Real bottom boy for life
Yeah-yeah
N**gas know I be trippin’

I’m up out the city before ever rapping
Never learned in school, streets thought my lessons
Jumped in led first and I caught me some blessings
Only count in full, why would I be stressing
No cash, swipe with the VISA
For the family, yeah, they the reason
Pipe it up, one time, my season
Can’t say too much, but got switches, I’m bleedin’

My lil’ LA vibe, she say it’s crazy, other vibe says it’s brazy
You won’t catch me at no club unless the promoters come pay me
On the phone with my Baltimore vibe, yes, her name Raven
B**ch, we young and turnt, no, I can’t call my b**ch no old lady
Drugs, codeine in my body
Drugs, Adderall in my body, pent house too full, hit the lobby
Might just throw on my mask and get a ride out my body
Bro, they don’t got no sense, they might just get to robbing
Private jet taking yo’ b**ch, I’m big popping

B**ch, I’m big popping
Private taking yo’ b**ch, I’m big popping
B**ch, I’m big popping
Private taking yo’ b**ch, I’m big popping

I’m popping
Singer step out take, gotta keep the tool
Bipolar, taking Adderall to fix my mood
Uh, never leave a b**ch with a wagon
Green Bay b**ch, I’m baggin’
I can make you a star like Dallas
I’m stretching that s**t like Mr. Fantastic
Pour up that color, fool, that ain’t my money
That ain’t none of my business, yeah, yeah
Ain’t cuffing no slut, she ain’t for me, she just my rental

You calling her phone
I don’t know if these b**ches taking these interest
Told a b**ch f**k her n**ga, he don’t want no tension
He could be coming up missing
I’m poppin’, I get what I choose
If it’s smoke, than I’m poppin’ your dude
She want my love, but I ain’t no fool
Thirsty lil’ b**ch, tryna suck my duce
All these diamonds on me
I can make the night time look like noon
Hit it from the back, this b**ch a creamer
Got her white like my tooth

She come to me with y’all problems like, Baby, don’t cry
I never got why people hate, I wonder why
I wonder why

My lil’ LA vibe, she say it’s crazy, other vibe says it’s brazy
You won’t catch me at no club unless the promoters come pay me
On the phone with my Baltimore vibe, yes, her name Raven
B**ch, we young and turnt, no, I can’t call my b**ch no old lady
Drugs, codeine in my body
Drugs, Adderall in my body, pent house too full, hit the lobby
Might just throw on my mask and get a ride out my body
Bro, they don’t got no sense, they might just get to robbing
Private jet taking yo’ b**ch, I’m big popping…

Written by Lil PJ, Fredo Bang & Schife
Album: South Baby
Produced by Schife
Lil PJ | Fredo Bang | 2022

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