WHATS POPPIN (Remix) [feat. DaBaby, Tory Lanez & Lil Wayne] Song Lyrics

Back with the remix
These boys all my sons like Phoenix (pooh, you a fool for this one)
My city and state never ever seen this
Jimmy Neutron (oh, Lord)
I'm a young boy genius (Jetson made another one)
On the futon, I'ma give her that penis
When this shit's done, I'ma fill up arenas
Ooh, like Gilbert Arenas, shoot my shot
I'm still with the demons

Ooh, I keep it thorough
I got five chicks in New York, that means one in each borough
I'm in the pocket like Burrow
When I'm back home, though, they treat me like Robert De Niro
Took her to Taco Bell, bought her a churro
Took her home, gave her a cinnamon swirl
I left it in, now I got a one-year old
Zeros on zeros on zeros (zeros)

That's what my back account balance say (woo)
I got a check from the shoe company
Now, I do anything that New Balance say
I bought her a plane ticket, out of state
I got me a shorty from 'round the way
Said, "I'm in town today"
She said she comin' over and she down to stay
I got a hit, she been playin' that shit
So when she pull up on me, I know what she 'bout to say

What's poppin'?
Brand new whip, just hopped in (just hopped in)
I got options
I could pass that bitch like Stockton (it ain't nothin')
Just joshin' (oh, these niggas got me fucked up, nigga)
I'ma spend this holiday locked in
My body got rid of them toxins (let me go)
SportsCenter, top ten

Call up my bitch, tell her, "Bring me that noggin" (brrt)
Brain real good, she a scholar
I like the thing with low mileage, good brain with no college
Call me DaBaby, no toddler (wah)
I'm real creative and stylish, F&N in my denim
I send a hit, make him spin 'em
And I just flew back from L.A. on the jet yesterday (nyoom)
I go back and forth like I play tennis

I fuck with your hoe, yeah, I'm fit for it
Still on the Billboard, the number one song and you can't
And I done got so fuckin' rich, all these hoes on my dick
I still don't give a fuck what you say
She eat it like a Pac-Man, nigga (eat it)