Letra de What’s Poppin Freestyle - mgk

Yo what up man?

Send me that instrumental real quick

Which one?

"What's Poppin'"

Alright got you right now

Yessir, let's go

What's poppin'?

Just fucked ex, I rawed it

Two X in the mushroom chocolate

Two X on neck, I'm frostbit

Stay dressin', no balsamic

Got commas Comme des Garcon'd it

Cup got ice cubes like Compton

Chef Nobu, cook me raw fish

Long beards but the squad's not Amish

Just bosses, dropouts and convicts

Wallets bigger than Chris Wallace

Dead presidents inside, it's haunted

Yellow tape where I'm from, stay cautious

Made mixtapes wearin' shirts with the horses

It's been a minute since I gave a fuck about a critic's

Opinion but they keep forgettin' where the bars went

Old timers, damn, y'all got Alzheimer's?

Can't say what your subconscious think

Be honest y'all hate that I switch genres

Fuck models, switch condoms

Eat beef like McDonald's

Eat rappers, Jeff Dahmer

Top five of the young rhymers

Been sick, no virus

I'm an OG now, I do not pay homage

Look, I'm a Cleveland Cavalier

Drivin' foreign engineer

At the Fashion Week in Paris

Cinderella on my terrace

Glass slipper on the stairs

Ass fatter than Shakira's

I saw her live at the Super Bowl

I was in town for a movie role

Toosie Slide in the booty hole

Smokin' woods, eatin' tuna roll

Playing cards like its Yu-Gi-Oh!

And I was only in the studio

I wake up, I'm moody, I roll up some fruity

That have more colors than a Coogi coat

I'm not a rapper that talk 'bout designer

But this is from Virgil and Louis though

Inside my closet's a million options, I put on all black like a funeral

I hop out the plan in pajamas, I do this shit daily, I don't even plan it, woah

What's poppin'?

Just fucked my ex, I rawed it

Two X in the mushroom chocolate

Two X on neck, I'm frostbit

Two eggs with cheese and sausage on the bed, she fed me topless

Three X's next to the names of the three last hoes on my missed call list, yeah

Yeah, red eyes I can't see clear, whoa

Whoa, my bricks so white, they glow, damn

Damn, she made an OnlyFans, ugh

Ugh, can write my life in book

I'm back to my old ways, I been—

Alright, fuck it I'm good

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