What makes a girl poppin’ is a woman who just loves herself.
Everyday as a woman, no matter what race you’re always getting put down or compared to people.
I wanted to make this song for anybody who just feel like, “I don’t want to dedicate"
"so much time to the hate, but since I got time on my hands I will.”
And that’s what a poppin’ ass bitch is.
She knows when, and where, and how, and what to do when some shit pops off.
‘Cause I’m poppin’.
Boom.
I was mad about some little shit that was going on on Twitter, and I was off E so I
was super emotional about whatever the fuck was bothering me that day.
I just remember wanting to feel bigger, so I was just talking my shit.
I was like, “I’m a poppin’ ass bitch."
"I’ma have to remind this bitch.”
And it just stuck.
And then I heard the beat and it just sounded like something to uplift people who feel like
somebody is fucking with them and they always got the upperhand.
So many fucking trolls.
So much shit you see on the Internet, and you wanna respond.
But I got the verification check now you know what I’m saying?
So I can’t say too much to everybody.
So, just put out a song like “Poppin.”
As a female when you ready to fight a bitch, you put them braids in and you ready to duke it out.
You don’t give a fuck.
You ready to go.
I’m taking off my wig and I’m about to beat the shit out of you.
You know how you see a girl, she has crunchy eyelashes and her eyebrows are fucking stale
and she baked for too long and she just looks like she’s going through a hard time and
not taking care of herself?
“I can tell your pussy stank.”
I can tell you don’t love yourself.
I can tell you don't’ take care of yourself when no one's watching.
You can look on my Instagram for proof.
First time I hit a mill on anything I went and got some Gucci.
I got a Gucci purse.
I got two Gucci shades.
I got a Gucci hoodie.
I got some Gucci shoes.
Gucci sandals to match the shoes.
I went ham ‘cause I never could afford Gucci, so as soon as I could that was like, “Fuck yeah, bitch.”
When you think of the sugar trap, you think of good and bad.
Good and evil.
So, “Turn your shit to puddin’,” I’m turning glitter into gold.
You feel me?
I can turn a basic bitch to a superstar.
I'm cooking. Cooking up a beat, cooking up a diss, who knows?
"I’m always in the stu’," like I’m always in the mix.
I’m always in the center of attention.
What the fuck is going on?
"I’m always in the stu’, look at what I’m cookin’."
I’m cooking, I’m bubbling up.
Don’t hide behind your gang.
Don’t hide behind your significant other.
Don’t hide behind your friends, or your family because I’m gonna find you.
That’s the first car I’ve ever had, is my little Audi.
Red Audi and it’s the juice.
I got the juice, so it's the sauce and the juice and the Audi.
I’m fruit punchin’, I’m punchin’ on the gas.
I’m punchin’ the bitches in the face.
When I pull up, they mad as shit.
I just said it because I was thinking your usual predator versus prey.
If you see a bear and a reindeer in the woods and you bet your survival on who wins, you
putting money on the bear.
I got a lot of feedback like, “Reindeers are real.”
And I’m like, “Ok they might be real, but not really."
"They’re fictional characters.”
So that also means I’m real and you fake, ‘cause I’m a bear and you work with Santa.
Santa ain’t real y’all.
Don’t debate this in the comments either, don't do this.
I didn’t punch in ‘cause I was off E bro.
Imagine someone off E tryna punch in.
You think they’re gonna hit that right spot on, on time, every time?
Fuck no.