Lyrics Got It Poppin' - Panch

Aye
Walked up in the booth and got it poppin now we too lit
Everyone around me got them things yea we too legit
Got a couple Kobes and Ginobilis yea that shooter shit
And they down to do it quick
Pull up up with them hooligans
Gotta keep them K's
Cause we can't take no L's
We just want them M's
Aint talking bout them belts
Talking bout them millions
Them billions
Them trillions
Chillin wit a bad one she's Sicilian

I got that rock, like Milly
Bout to go make a milli
Sip the drink then get silly
I'm Hopping city to city
I got a couple thats with me
Ice up on me I'm chilly
Really she know the dealy
I pop like its a wheelie
Are you down with the team is you scheming or what
Army green limousine chillin in the cut
Dont be actin tough
We might call yo bluff
Leave you transformed like my name was Shilah buff

Walked up in the booth and got it poppin now we too lit
Everyone around me got them things yea we too legit
Got a couple Kobes and Ginobilis yea that shooter shit
And they down to do it quick
Pull up up with them hooligans
Gotta keep them K's
Cause we can't take no L's
We just want them M's
Aint talking bout them belts
Talking bout them millions
Them billions
Them trillions
Chillin wit a bad one she's Sicilian

Are You gon ride
You gon die
Man I put my shit in drive
Never put it back in park
Got that iron, Tony stark
I'm a lion, I'm a shark
Only bite I never bark
Diamonds wet get a tarp
I been winning from the start
Get it how I live it
See no competition
Opposition
In my vision
I just keep on grinding with a vengeance
I'm the captain
No lieutenant
I could kill em with a sentence
I been livin
I been sinning
Want them racks like it was tennis
Like what you waiting on?
My mama just keep praying that I make it
Home
I ain't got shit to be saying dawg
Y'all be talking reckless
Mark em off my checklist
They can't disrespect this
Everything expensive
It is not a question
You should just expect this
You should just accept it
Went from ramen noodles to that with steak with the dressing
Ain't no coming

Walked up in the booth and got it poppin now we too lit
Everyone around me got them things yea we too legit
Got a couple Kobes and Ginobilis yea that shooter shit
And they down to do it quick
Pull up up with them hooligans
Gotta keep them K's
Cause we can't take no L's
We just want them M's
Aint talking bout them belts
Talking bout them millions
Them billions
Them trillions
Chillin wit a bad one she's Sicilian