This is a song about "Popping on your mammy"

But if she ain't gonna smoke it ain't gon' happen

Spot me ollie popping 'top of blocks as hot as the sun

Twisted in a cell popping pills from a bottle

You're reaching new heights, and i ain't kiss you just a little

Out here fucking bitches popping bands

Know it good when she go no hands

Luda moved digits after he moved bitches

Popping champagne bottles, lord he is

My momma taught me never steal and never tell on folks

Looking out to prove something, and ready for popping bones,

All i see is don’t change, don’t switch up your style

Popping lame rappers, i'll hit ya dome with caps, and style's dire,

Thing popping like a thing of wine. i meant the only

And all women who had light features, see