WHATS POPPIN - Jack Hallow

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Whats Poppin- Jack Harlow LYRICS: What's poppin'? (Pooh, you a fool for this one) Brand new whip, just hopped in I got options I could pass that like Stockton Just joshin' I'ma spend this holiday locked in My body got rid of them toxins SportsCenter, top ten I could put the ball in the end zone Put a bad in the friendzone, ooh This sound like an intro Jetson, give me that tempo, ooh Told Pooh he a fool with this Told her don't let her friends know In the 'Ville and I move like a don Eating fettuccine at Vincenzo's Me and my 'migos got that free smoke On the West Coast, yeah, I'm talking 'bout pre-rolls Dark haired and she look like Shego Hometown hero, feeling myself, can't murder my ego She heard of my deep stroke She said, "Babe, does it hurt when I ?" Certified freak o Hang around us and she learnin' my lingo Back then, wasn't worried 'bout me though In the gym tryna work on my free throw Goddamn Spending money at the club like Sam's Yes, ma'am She a lil' freak on cam But she don't put this on the 'Gram Lil' boys tryna diss on the 'Gram I can't switch on the fam 's hot, hit the switch on the fan This where my head is I feel resentment from every direction Even some homies be wearing expressions I be discouraged from sharing my blessings We used to share a connection Now it just feels like it's wearing and stretching I'm getting real sick of taking advice From people that never could stare at reflections Somewhere in there is a lesson Y'all ain't evolvin', it's very depressing I'm at the club with the basketball team Me and the Cardinals are sharing a section Gotta cherish the present I'm drinking water and wearing protection Got a career and I'm very invested Some people call it a scary obsession I like to call it a passion I can't be sitting relaxin' PG, we getting some traction I'm at the venue, it's packed in I'm digging her accent I got a B.B. Simon belt on me and she tryna get it unfastened That's my type of distraction That's my type and she Latin Got my own flow and I'm 'bout to get a patent Brand new sheets for the bed, they satin (soft, real soft) Y'all wasn't tuned in back then My swag, they keep jackin' I ain't doin' no verse, quit askin' What's poppin'? (Pooh, you a fool for this one) Brand new whip, just hopped in I got options I could pass that like Stockton Just joshin' I'ma spend this holiday locked in My body got rid of them toxins SportsCenter, top ten