Jumbotron Shit Poppin Lyrics by Drake is latest English song with music also given by F1LTHY, Oogie Mane, FaxOnly, Sad Pony, 40, Klimperboy, DannoProductionz, Dilara, Lil Yachty. Jumbotron Shit Poppin song lyrics are written by Drake, F1LTHY, Oogie Mane, FaxOnly, Sad Pony, 40, Klimperboy, DannoProductionz, Dilara, Lil Yachty.
Jumbotron Shit Poppin Song Detail
| Song Name: | Jumbotron Shit Poppin |
| Singer: | Drake |
| Composer: | F1LTHY, Oogie Mane, FaxOnly, Sad Pony, 40, Klimperboy, DannoProductionz, Dilara, Lil Yachty |
| Lyrics by: | Drake, F1LTHY, Oogie Mane, FaxOnly, Sad Pony, 40, Klimperboy, DannoProductionz, Dilara, Lil Yachty |
| Music Label: | OVO Sound, Republic Records |
Jumbotron Shit Poppin Lyrics
Wake up, F1LTHY
Yeah!
We ain’t even out in Turks, she finna take sand
Ridin’ ’round with F&N, we like to hold hands
(Oogie Mane he killed it) But with two-sip thot, he ain’t leave the bed
Damn, they dipped a pint of TEC in a Code Red
If I tell this b!tch to pull up, she gon’ moped it
My dawg, he don’t smoke on sh!t, unless it’s unleaded
I don’t back and forth over no net, so just go on and dead it
See me when you see me, if it’s smoke, dawg, you’re unleashy
Thick Moroccan b!tch, this my fav’, I’ma go on and beat it
Lookin’ in the mirror, kiss my face, I’m too conceited
Send a girl home, call another, dawg, I’m too slime
She ain’t wanna eat it on her first day, it’s haram
I don’t fu*k with drugs, poppin’ X for the first time
That sh!t kicked in, like a two-time world champ
Booted up, that sh!t hit up and down, like a skate-ramp
She vapin’ in my room, that sh!t lit up like a glow-lamp
Who want smoke? Okay, cool, let’s they whole camp
Big sh!t popper, we the ones to get your shirt damp
n!ggas try to take a n!gga spot, now it’s too cramped
Up, 8AM, geekin’ hard, I’m a real vamp
These n!ggas got me fu*ked up, dawg, I’m too amped
Mmm-mmm, make this b!tch lick me like a mail stamp
Mmm-mmm, strapped up, fu*k it, I’ma die lit
Too slime, posted at the crib in a snake pit
Every time I tell you how I feel, I don’t fake sh!t
Brr, brr, brr, brr, brr, brr, brr, brr
Brr, brr, brr, brr, brr, brr, okay
Everybody got a stick, we don’t run fades
We ain’t even out in Turks, she finna take sand
Ridin’ ’round with F&N, we like to hold hands
(Oogie Mane he killed it) But with two-sip thot, he ain’t leave the bed
Damn, they dipped a pint of TEC in a Code Red
If I tell this b!tch to pull up, she gon’ moped it
My dawg, he don’t smoke on sh!t, unless it’s unleaded
I don’t back and forth over no net, so just go on and dead it
See me when you see me, if it’s smoke, dawg, you’re unleashy