Mr. PopulaR

Let me introduce Mr popular
I'ma mix the Hypland, BAPE and the Nautica
She gon' wanna suck that
(Oh) , since the Monica
And she brought a friend so I
Gotta call my partner up
Hit my homie Key up
Told him bring some weed with him
'Zel just hit my line and he said
He got some fiends with him
I just wanna smoke some trees with him
I just wanna count my cheese with him
Get it on my own, swear to God
I do not need niggas
Call me Cosmic Father, on my momma
'cause I breed niggas
Me and 'Zel, we gon' give
'em hell, make 'em bleed, nigga
Scouter on my eyes, I be high
But I can read niggas
Why you actin' slow? Guess you one
Of them negative speed niggas
I be on the go, movin' like it's a stampede
Nigga
Box a nigga up, call me young Adonis Creed
Nigga jordans on my feet, I
Ain't talkin' Michael B, nigga
(Haha)