I'm a man, man, I ain't runnin? I'ma stand wit my gun in my hand I got plans and a place to be I gotta live to be one hundred and three You could get popped, it's a possibility up in my vicinity Poppin? off with that hostile energy, in a hospital

Gyal show mi weh yo got Meck mi used mi Iphone 5 tek a snap Yo do the thing dem weh mi cyaa fi got From mi si you yo find mi weak spot God know mi addicted to her yeah A you me waan, tell everybody this That a my property nuh bother trouble it Addiction

Pop, pop, pop I can rule the world I'm a prima donna Don't care who's around me I can fool the world So hand's up Catch this feeling There's no stopping this Right now in this moment

I know about popular You're only ever who you were It's not about who you are or your fancy car So catch up, 'cause you got an awful long way to go My problem, I never was a model, I never was a scholar, You were singing, all the songs I don't know

Shady, Aftermath, The Dream Team We gotta get the get well cards Niggas is sick, feel this Motion picture shit Now don't think I won't hit ya 'cause I'm popular I got a P90 Reuger to pop at ya Catch ya slippin' I'm a give ya what I got for ya My clip

Bitch, I'm silly Up the chopper, shoot your shit up, let's get busy Drinkin' Henny, goin' brazy, poppin' pillies Sex Money Murda, shout out all my blazing Billies (all my Billies) Y'all already know it be the boy Yung Gordon And you rockin' with Take

I don't want lil' shorty if it ain't great sex Take 'em out like Hardy, we like to break necks On a island, we party straight off the private jet 'Cause I got blue strips, I just make checks Pop like a trunk, nigga, 'cause we up now (we up) You think

'Cause we gon' get it poppin’ tonight No broken hearts in the club, more drinks pour it up No broken hearts in the club, no tears in the club We only got one life, so let’s go hard 'til the day we die Oh ain't nobody going home, you know what you came

You're nobody 'til somebody loves you Fill up my cup, don't ever stop coming Get up on top, I'll make it pop, honey It's hard times when nobody wants you It's a cold heart, when nobody holds you Don't you stop me, I will get what's coming to me I am

He wanna pop a wheelie Ride him like a Kawasaki They telling me be humble but they know I'm cocky Let me feel myself, yeah, daddy know I'm cocky Ah, my wrist is rocky, come try and stop me Big Phantom grill, cook the streets like hibachi I'm sipping saki