[Intro]
Glock 17, Glock 17, Retta!
Glock 17, Glock 17, yeah
Retta hit it, yeah
[Chorus]
Why they say I'm popular? I ain't een poppin' it
Fifty thousand in my pocket, I don't need wallet it
Pink in the cup, styrofoam, I ain't mixin' it
Retta never gonna mess one of his songs up, he gon' make a hit
Why is she always arguing? That girl so corny, yeah
Cartier lenses on my face, I scratched my cornea
Why she always calling me? No, I ain't picking up
Yeah, yeah, yeah, green pockets always gettin' stuffed
[Verse 1]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, where you going? I ain't backin' up
Yeah, yeah, yeah, you play with me and then it's up and stuck
Yeah, yеah, yeah, that girl lying, why she said she lovе me?
Yeah, yeah, she don't love me
She just love the guap (She just love the guap)
I get that bread it never stop (Bread it never stop)
Got them waiting for my music drop (Never waiting oh my)
That music trash, it got me sleeping rock
I been on my own so much, I don't know how to stop it
That lil' boy so humble, he don't know just how to pop it
I'm so good wit' numbers, accounting that money profit
She can't get enough of me, she in my pictures stalking
(She can't get enough of me, she in my pictures stalking)
[Chorus]
Why they say I'm popular? I ain't een poppin' it
Fifty thousand in my pocket, I don't need wallet it
Pink in the cup, styrofoam, I ain't mixin' it
Retta never gonna mess one of his songs up, he gon' make a hit
Why is she always arguing? That girl so corny, yeah
Cartier lenses on my face, I scratched my cornea
Why she always calling me? No, I ain't picking up
Yeah, yeah, yeah, green pockets always gettin' stuffed
[Verse 2]
Falcon hit like pack-a-punch, chocolate girl on me, no crunch
With the gang, it's only us, don't get down a four-yard rush
Eat the word up like it's lunch, left her stranded like, "What's up?"
Cordyceps, I'm sick, I think I'm feeling like I'm Last of Us
Hop in the whip, I don't hop in a bus
I hold the stick on me, hold it with trust
Twin angels on me, double dutch
She want my name, she asking too much
Knock off his top and I keep it a buck
I'm itching for war, you ready or not?
I don't want that girl, but she love me a lot
(My flow too cold, I wipe it snot)
[Outro]
My flow too cold, I wipe it snot
My flow too cold, I wipe it snot