This is a song about "Poppin up"

Poppin' rocks when he locks a glock, shots at the moderates,

The white boy sees this as a clearance, now its

But never that, i'm hungry for success and i never fast

And champagne poppin' every night, y'all don't understand?

I say its gettin poppin, but whats poppin is the bacon

This shit get critical, always gotta get different one

Cause these days, poppin is expected

Get the zippo and spark the shit

Poppin' one dead in they forehead

Like sally mae on college debt

I master vandalism and my louie v's sprouse shit

I'm positive you poppin' shit, respect my conglomerate,

Fuck fame, i love my fans just a little more

Poppin' shit off, get to bloggin' and to copping it or,

Tell em bitches they can get up on my level

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