[Popp Hunna]
Ayy, yo, that´s Popp and that´s Petty
Damn, gettin´ fetti with Petty, this shit is heavy
I heard that they started to doubt me, they gettin´ buried

And you know we comin´ harder, my nigga (Othello on the)

[Popp Hunna & Petty Levels]
He took me to that island, had me sipping´ on that Mai Tai
He gon´ keep me drippin´ in that Gucci, Louis, Prada
Since you got that money, baby, then I need a lotta
The way this nigga lookin´, turn him to my baby father
Girl, you better chill, I already got a baby
Surfin´ in that pussy, girl, you know that shit be wavy
Fuckin´ you for hours, got a nigga feelin´ lazy
If I spend that bag on you, you better not play me

Nah, long as you come home at night
You be on that corner, right?
Make it home to mommy, I´ma ride you like a motor bike
Better yet, a jet ski, it get super wet-sy
It get super messy, fuck it, you could bless me
When I´m up in Philly I be ridin´ with a choppa
Gotta keep it lowkey so I pull up in the squatter
Baby, you the baddest, girl, you know that you a problem
All these bitches callin´, girl, I fuck around and block ´em

[Popp Hunna & Petty Levels]
And girl, you so bad, gotta call the police
Way you eat this pussy got me weak in my knees
You better be bougie with these niggas, don´t speak

You better spend money, gotta keep me on fleek
Yeah, you know that I ride for you
Call me, I´ma slide for you
And if it came to it then I fuck around and die for you
Okay, you say it´s forever
You know I´m there for whatever
I was just totin´ Berettas, you made me change for the better

[Popp Hunna & Petty Levels]
Air Force, Dickie pants, street nigga
I was broke last year, my bag bigger
If he hatin´ he another mad nigga
Young nigga, ???, I´m that nigga
I´m that bitch, them other bitches is average
We up now, ´member when we didn´t have shit?
Now it´s fly shit, them other bitches better not try shit

Yeah, you took ´em to Miami but we on Dubai shit
Know I´m yours, baby, you could tell your niggas that you got her
Make them bitches mad ´cause them bitches ain´t get nada
On the real, baby, never even thought I´d feel love
Now I´m on some Mary J. shit, I found my real love

[Popp Hunna & Petty Levels]
Girl, you so bad, gotta call the police
Way you eat this pussy got me weak in my knees
You better be bougie with these niggas, don´t speak
You better spend money, gotta keep me on fleek
Yeah, you know that I ride for you
Call me, I´ma slide for you

And if it came to it then I fuck around and die for you
Okay, you say it´s forever
You know I´m there for whatever
I was just totin´ Berettas, you made me change for the better