Pop Rocks (feat. Big T and Yung Judd) Video (MV)

Sippin' codeine, got a cough
Throwing my balls, I am Jared Goff
Drink designer we drink Ciroc
Swag so fresh it goes outta stock
Talkin' hot big man load the glock
Hit you two times your girl in shock
Homers out the park like Nicky Koch
Pull up to the spot go drip drop
Got fashion wearin' crocs
Me and Yung Judd we poppin' rocks
Gettin' fried at chalk talks
With Ditty and we doin' stocks
Drug test need a detox
Got your girl on the locks
Steal your girl like a hawk
Judd and I stay poppin' rocks
Poppin' and Rockin'
Your girl and I fockin'
I hit from behind and I need to stay locked in
Choppin' and hoppin'
At work I clock in
Yelling up a storm like imma Mclaughlin
Shoppin' and droppin'
Your shots I be blockin'
Swimming the relays like I am a Bachman
Plottin' and mobbin'
Your girl should be toppin'
Judd and I with the rocks stay poppin'
All this cash it come out the drain
So much money I make it rain
Took yo thot, she gave me brain
She wildin' out so we run a train
Flooded out freezing with my chain
Dab on my sweater but it don't stain
Pop champagne but we don't talk
All we do now is stay poppin' rocks
Take yo girl out, shopping spree
Money so large it comes off the tree
Imma finesser get lunch for free
Pull up it's wet straight from three
Car go fast call it a banshee
Whippin' through Lansdale in a Grand Prix
Buckets on your head I drop forty
Shooting in the paint call me Kobe
Hit him with the cross like I'm holy
Back in the Dale everybody knows me
Pull up in the rolls like I'm Jay Z
So much money, only seventeen
Stand on my benjis, countin' money
Popped in on this track with the energy
I'm the f*ckin' man you know I'm Big T
Shootin' at these boys call me KD
Flipped my ex quicker than a gram
Study her all night but she's not an exam
Got four bitches hittin' grand slams
Mission accomplished shout out Caden
Hit from the back she say, god damn
Knows what she wants, that's the milkman
Your girl givin' top but she ain't a fan
Havin' her melt like a snowman
I got em staring, they watching and looking
Ain't no comparing, the songs I be cookin'
They know I'm rare and I'm open for bookings
Worried about reps I'm on the next step
They playing checkers, I move into chess
Pull on a scene me and gang fresh
Living the dream I feel like the best
Pop rocks, the next phase?
F*ck yeah, the golden age
Look at the charts, hit gold like sage
Straight from the heart and soul, in flames
Hot shots in the ice age
Spark em up, get em back on stage
The hills have eyes, but I smoke a face
And when I'm high, I jog in skates
But in the Jetta, it's all gas no brakes
Stay up all night on adult swim
Ever since then, the lights have dimmed
Line at my door, please come in
Light up my door so they know I can't win
Trapped in the stu, I am forced to make hits
Rap in the booth, the sourin air rips
I got the juice touching my lips
Rani the man, makin' no tips
They selling out, they going bad
If poppin' these rocks make ya mad
Then don't be shocked that the world is flat
I'm the reason dale on the map
Wasn't cause of some parade
Don't leave a trail I know my way
Never borrowed my bars, I just convey
Don't worry about tomorrow, we're here to stay
Poppin' and Rockin'
Your girl and I fockin'
I hit from behind and I need to stay locked in
Choppin' and hoppin'
At work I clock in
Yelling up a storm like imma Mclaughlin
Shoppin' and droppin'
Your shots I be blockin'
Swimming the relays like I am a Bachman
Plottin' and mobbin'
Your girl should be toppin'
T and I with the rocks stay poppin'
Alright Judd so what's next
Shit I don't know, I gotta walk my dog though