Lyrical Breakdown of WHATS POPPIN - Remix - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

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• Lyric Overview: Witness how Jack Harlow weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "WHATS POPPIN - Remix" is a testament to masterful songwriting.
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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, I'm a young boy genius (oh Lord, Jetson made another one) On the futon, I'ma give her that p- When this sh- 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 bank account balance say 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 sh- 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 b- like Stockton (it ain't nothin') Just joshin' (oh, these n- got me f- up, n-) I'ma spend this holiday locked in (ooh, you know, it's like) My body got rid of them toxins (let me go) SportsCenter, top ten Call up my b-, tell her, "Bring me that noggin" Brain real good, she a scholar I like the thing with low mileage, good brain with no college Call me DaBaby, no toddler 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 I go back and forth like I play tennis I f-with your h-, yeah, I'm fit for it Still on the Billboard, the number one song in UK And I done got so f- rich, all these h- on my d- I still don't give a f- what you say She eat it like a Pac-Man, n-(eat it) Whoop a n- like I'm Batman, n- (eat it) I just pulled up in the Batmobile The reason I ain't f- with these rap ass n- 'Cause they cap-a- n- And they raps ain't real Believe me, you wanna keep your life, then take it easy I'm rockin' water diamonds, need a Squeegee These n- watered down, they drinkin' Fiji My whip is orange and brown like I'm in Cleveland My b-is Mello Yello like a soda (soda) These n- tattletalers, I'm a soldier Ayy, somebody tell 'em-tell 'em that it's over You know it's Baby, n- What's poppin'? (poppin') Brand new whip, just hopped in I got options I could pass that b- like Stockton Hop out that Scat and I caught her I'm out here with somebody daughter She callin' me daddy, I'm somebody father I gotta go gets it, I will not go kiss it Or put my lips on it like somebody water The diamond, the glacier, the card in the wallet She pulled up to f- me but nobody caught her She told me that she wasn't feelin' my music I f- her, she told me, "It's nobody harder" And I'm with the G-ski, I need that shit for the freeski We are not buyin' no p- you sellin' on Peachtree It's so much work on my celly I had to go tell all my b-, email it to reach me All in my DM, I'll follow your BM She play with the croski, we used to f- on the lowski She use to lie on my bed and go lie to your face And say I'm just a broski, n-, you knows me You ain't believe it, you wanted to toast me I had extendi as long as a ruler in case you was coolin' and wanna approach me Dropped the Bentayga, came back in the Cullinan She wanna f- again, I want that tongue again Stuck it so deep that she cough up her lung again Five star b-, they on the run again, run again Runnin' in diamonds, they illuminatin' the way that I come again I just put so many pennies on the watch That I don't ever got to stunt again, n-, lil' Tory What's poppin'? (Canada) Brand new whip, just hopped in (just hopped in) I got options I could pass that b- like Stockton (it ain't nothin') Just joshin' I'ma spend this holiday locked in (ooh, man, I just caught a drink) My body got rid of them toxins (like) SportsCenter, top ten Uh, what's brackin'? (Woo) Brand new whip, new mansion (brrp) Brand new tips, new dancers (yeah) Same old-same old, new Magnums (oh) Same old sh-, new maggots (yeah) Same old throne, new dragons (uh) Same old strong, new ashes (yeah) I could pass that b- like Magic, yeah I ain't cappin', I'm lit, I'm active, yeah Lil' five in that b- like Paxson, yeah Gonna drown in this milk like Apple Jacks I sell a b- dreams, put tax on that Lil' slime in that b-, that's slatt for slatt Obama, Presidential Rollie, that's black on black Got 99 problems and the b- ain't one Yeah, numbers don't lie, this the aftermath Yeah, what's poppin'? (Poppin') Brand new phone, just dropped it Um, um, I got options I bust down couple Apple Watches (hello) I could put the ball in the end zone Put a bad b- and her friends on, ooh, ooh I'ma bust all on the skin tone I be masked up, ask Ken Jeong, ooh, ooh Dark haired b- like Shego (pew) I like 'em blonde like me though (yeah) Although I'm Don Corleone (brrat) I will still slide like Neo, uh (hello?) Keef all around my pre-roll (yeah) New Orleans, nigga, I'm Creole She said, babe, does it hurt when I deepthroat I just better not feel your teeth, h- What's poppin'? (Poppin') Brand new whip, just hopped in (just hopped in) I got options I could pass that b- like Stockton (it ain't nothin') Just joshin' I'ma spend this holiday locked in My body got rid of them toxins SportsCenter, top ten