INTRO

She wanna hang with the crew and got Popularized
Now she wanna leave her guys and run with ours
Shit is simple, you just got to peace to a mental
And if a nigga move wrong I'ma aim that pistol
I break bread like Peter taking baths with Bathsheba

In the middle of the Empire rocking Jeter

Furs, it ain't no him or hers, it's mine, all you hit the curb
Bunch of dirty gut bastards, robbin' with no mask on
Without that BBL, bitch, you wouldn't have no ass on ya
But that don't mean I'm not gon' hit
But damn, I miss the natural dick
Swing with the magic stick, got her doing magic tricks
I'm like L-O-L, you think that bitch won't tell
Ain't no honor among thieves, just a whole bunch of tells
I send kites in the mail, make sure my niggas is well

And rule number uno, never sell where you dwell
Pack up my scale, make money in every zip code
The way I bust these rhymes, got these hoes on flip mode
Dead sea scrolls unfolded, I'm Neo
All because I aligned with the divine trio
Father, spirit, and son, known for burnishing guns
Hustler, getting them funds, nigga, and it's all legal
Too legit to quit, with hammer pants in this bitch
Your baby mama want a fix, I told my mans to watch my six
I came up getting hella licks, Cash App and selling quick

First letter in the alphabet, P
Last letter in the alphabet, P
You already know what it is, man
Popular shit, man, we ain't stoppin', fool
Any letter in between, it's P
I'm tryna tell you, man, you better hide your bitch
Hide your baby mama, we comin', man

While niggas bullshit for the 'Gram (Bullshit)
I don't fuck around, spend money or scram
They ain't built like us, they ain't taking a chance
When it's demons on the floor, I ain't scared to dance
This when all them late nights of hard work prevail
Niggas be tippin' the strippers, we be tippin' the scale
Made the work seem to me like I'm doing it well
All my stripes is for real, yours burns from the grill
I let 'em cook, I rise from the streets to the beats

Let 'em look, they still won't see what it took

What the fuck? Niggas don't believe in theyself
They giving up, we kept going the whole way
We lit it up, money, champagne, and diamonds is my equation
The watch an investment, it'll start conversations

Hood star, ahki got his own constellation
Niggas hating and hoes losing concentration
Welcome to Popular, you've reached your destination

I'm here

Yeah, I mean, y'all been doing your thing for a minute
It's all good, man, I got love for everybody
But Popular here now, so
Shit, we raising the bar, nigga
Shit, I don't know what else to tell y'all niggas
Niggas better tighten up
Yeah, Popular, nigga, Jigga shit
Blaow
Yeah, Popular P, Popular time