This is a song about "Poppin remix"

Y'all be in love, like the howard crowd

Poppin off the dome, i'm so blown bro, i'm zoned out

Look, another day another dollar

We poppin' models like dahmer

Heads were droppin', pistols poppin', teens coppin' metal,

Don’t wanna have me then somebody will

I don't know why the industry wanna keep me a secret

I just did a remix this a tribute to his crew and shit

Never use the word ours i'm living in the minute

Plot, it thickens, yo the clock is tickin', poppin' sick shit,

Party, poppin pills, and poopin on slutty bitches.

I’m so 100 with every nigga i run with

Not to give me stress and add to pressure

"stop poppin' that pussy" is what i tell her