Beep
[Intro: MikePopi]

Skrrr
This is a real nigga flight attendant
Uh, it's gonna be a bumpy ride

[Verse 1: MikePopi]

Hoes on my meat and hoes on my lear
Pay for a feature or pay for a beer
Run up a check then I run up a deer
Meat so long shit built like a spear
LifeTimeFlex boy you know how I'm rockin
Annoying ass Branden bitch you know that I am blockin
Head so long shit built like a stockin
Please stop bussin and please stop talkin
If you wanna try me Ima hit you with the racks and pull up at your house ima drop you on your back
Greasy ass boy skin made out of wax
Think a nigga lyin Ima hit you with the facts
Hit you with the facts Ima hit you with the facts
Runnin up a check then run up a stack
If a nigga try me Ima put em on his back
Ugly ass boy head shaped like a stack
Fuck Damontrez you a ugly nigga too
You a bitch boy I just had to get it through
Hit you with the A and I'm stackin up the jays and Ima hit you with the K and Ima muhfuckin spray
Ugly boy Elijah head built like a tray
Nigga want a feature but he know he gotta pay
Comin with that fire and you know I'm not a liar we done switched up the flow all you other niggas late
Please don't respond or I'll end ya life
Pull up with shooters dead in the night
Pull up my pants if you ever wanna fight
When I post a new song all you niggas wanna bite
Nigga so legit when I'm rappin on a beat
All these girls on my meat
All these niggas want a feat
Walk around town everybody know my name
MikePopi nigga and this shit is not a game
Niggas tryna play me Ima hit yo in the brain
254 drink it down like propane
Brick cut up now it look like cocaine
Jackin up 3s and I feel like Dwayne
If you run up on me Ima hit u with the tech
Fuck Terrance smith head built like a deck
Nappy ass hair shit look like a wreck
10 toes down hit you dead in your neck
Give it to my nigga Jay muthafuckin check
Fuck competition when I'm ballin at the rec
[Verse 2: Jay Coonce]

Already know a nigga ballin at the rec
Ima hit the bank and then cash a fuckin chek
Dumb ass Brandon boy u annoying ass shit
Ugly ass Elijah got them fuckin donkey lips
Catch the fuckin work a yung nigga gettin paid
Ima drop a tape in either April or May
Fat bitch droppin disses every muthafuckin day
But LTF up in this bitch so Ima catch em with the fade
Learned how to trap in a day
Trappin and rappin all night and all day
Fuck boy ass rappers they gay
Hit em with 20s and i fuckin spray
I Keep that gleam on my whip
When we run up he gone dip
Musty ass bitch smell like shit
Ran up on fuck boi and I hit that lick
Pull up, fuck yo bitch, and then ima  dip
I keep that 4 5 and Glock on my hip
Spit 15 bars in 2 seconds and when we blow up Ima have to cop that rocket ship
Drink at the bar but then I leave no tip
Hop on the track and then a nigga piss
Nigga i know that u is not bout shit
Whip up the pot and I cook up the brick
[Bridge: Jay Coonce]
Gang in this bitch
(Yea nigga we in this bitch)

[Verse 3: Jay Coonce]

Hop on the track so u know I gotta flex again
Call me el chapo but u know I'm not a Mexican
Kick her ass out and I'm not finna text again
Got a bad bitch and her name Puerto Rican
Life time flex niggas think it's a game
Kill em on the beat the cuz a nigga fuckin lame
Sucky ass rappers I put em all to shame
Catch em with the k and that shit is gone bang

[Outro: Jay Coonce]

HaHaHa nigga I'm dead as fuck
It's LTF in this bitch
When we blow up don't pick your phone up bitch