FUNCSONIK - Let's Get It Poppin' (feat. Dev Anthony & PHONEONDEAD) Lyrics

Okay let's get it
Movin' at a mile in a minute
Never gonna stop we ain't quitin
Move along with your bitchin
And you might as well admit it
All that you committed
Best of luck but you won't get acquitted
Yeah I said it then I go forget it
Lost within' my thoughts I'll turn 10 hours to a minute
Still not quittin' I'm on a mission I been goin' hard and
Now that is what became my religion
No it ain't division we work on commission
All these fake musicians but really they just fishin
Cause they lack ambition man I really can't stand it
But I do under one condition so listen
Accused of abolition making sense from opposition
Transition the tradition like technician so I could submit a submission
Droppin' bombs like demolition but this just exhibition
Hope you learned a couple lessons
Now get ready for the mission
Life is all a competition
Don't f*ckin' miss it

Let's get it poppin
Needed the bitches here when we droppin
Kawhi Leonard I mother f*cking lock in
Hit me for haze when you need to cop it
Taking a foul nigga you floppin
Forthetrees you cannot stop it
Yeah young Dev yeah
Let's get it poppin' need the bitches here when we drop it
Kawhi Leonard I mother f*ckin' lock in
Why you changing the topic
Recording this shit up on logic
Red light like mother f*cker stop it

Niggas just on that opp shit
He hating cock blockin
They be pocket watchin
Birds of a feather flockin
Sitting still rockin
We get her panties droppin
Yeah okay yeah

Kill a nigga in his mother f*cking sleep
He a sheep
Told that bitch that she could stay the night if she let me beat
Only way I'll let em cut me off is if I was a tree
Finna turn myself into a boss I'm finna make em see
Had to go and cut some niggas off but it ain't a loss for me
With a bad bitch we procreate
She gone let me plant my seed
And I'm only twenty three
But they following my lead
In the stu with pounds of weed
Heart so cold on frozen leaf

Let's get it poppin' need the bitches here when we drop it
Kawhi Leonard I mother f*ckin' lock in
Why you changing the topic
Recording this shit up on logic
Red light like mother f*cker stop it

Niggas just on that opp shit
He hating cock blockin
They be pocket watchin
Birds of a feather flockin
Sitting still rockin
We get her panties droppin

I like the way you move
I can feel the groove
She got me talking really smooth
No baby I cannot lose
Them titties bounce like kangaroos
She ordered shots she got me two
I guess she tryna be my boo
High I can not see the room
We in the bathroom doing lines we doing shrooms
I'm in a higher place than you (I'm at a higher place than you)
She gone shake it suck it too (We poppin' perkies in the bathroom doing shrooms)
We taking shots of tequila we on zoom (She gone shake it suck it too)
I'm f*cking other bitches that's what she assume (All my niggas talking shit they just balloons)
If her ass is fake I'll pop it like balloons (Who the f*ck them niggas ooh)
I'm talking gangsta shit I'm drawin' 22's
Now we getting poppin' till the rent is due

Safe bet you don't want no problems with the team
We off that dank shit
All my people with me f*ck around you'll get that face lift
Bitches get too clingy I'll just have to put a pin in it
I just can't get with this shit
Catch me in the illest whips
Riding real high I'm probably too stoned to drive
Not long till the dilation takes vision right from my eyes
And I jerk the wheel off the side of the road and I see the light
And the man in the mirror starts ripping off his disguise