Jack Harlow Whats Poppin Lyrics


WHATS POPPIN by Jack Harlow

What's poppin' Brand new whip just hopped in I got options I could pass that b**ch like Stockton Just joshin' I'ma spend this holiday locked in My body got rid of them toxins SportsCenter, top ten

I could put the ball in the end zone Put a bad b**ch in the friendzone, ooh This s**t sound like an intro Jetson, give me that tempo, ooh Told Pooh he a fool with this s**t Told her don't let her friend know In the 'ville and I move like a Don Eating fettuccine at Vincenzo's

Related 11 Delicious Misheard Lyrics About Food HOT SONG: 6IX9INE - "YAYA" - LYRICS HOT SONG: Pop Smoke - "Got It On Me" - LYRICS Me and my 'migos got that free smoke In the West Coast, yeah I'm talking 'bout pre-rolls Dark haired b**ch and she look like she go Hometown hero feeling myself Can't murder my ego She heard of my deep stroke She said, babe, does it hurt when I deep throat Certified freak, ho Hang around us and she learnin' my lingo Back then wasn't worried 'bout me though In the gym tryna work on my free throw

Goddamn Spending money at the club like Sam's Yes ma'am, she a lil' freak on cam But she don't put this on the 'Gram Lil' boys tryna diss on the 'Gram I can't switch on the fam S**t's hot hit the switch on the fan This where my head is

I feel resentment from every direction Even some homies be wearing expressions I be discouraged from sharing my blessings We used to share a connection Now it just feels like it's wearing and stretching I'm getting real sick of taking advice From people that never could stare at reflections Somewhere in there is a lesson Y'all ain't evolvin' it's very depressing I'm at the club with the basketball team Me and the Cardinals are sharing a section

Gotta cherish the present I'm drinking water and wearing protection Got a career and I'm very invested Some people call it a scary obsession I like to call it a passion I can't be sitting relaxin' PG we getting some traction I'm at the venue it's packed in I'm digging her accent

I got a B.B. Simon belt on me And she tryna get it unfastened That's my type of distraction That's my type and she Latin Got my own flow and I'm 'bout to get a patent Brand new sheets for the bed they satin Y'all wasn't tuned in back then My swag they keep jackin' I ain't doin' no verse quit askin'

What's poppin' Brand new whip just hopped in I got options I could pass that b**ch like Stockton Just joshin' I'ma spend this holiday locked in My body got rid of them toxins SportsCenter, top ten...

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