Jack Harlow – Whats Poppin (Remix) Lyrics

Jack Harlow Whats Poppin Remix Lyrics (feat. DaBaby, Tory Lanez & Lil Wayne)

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 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, know they treat me like Robert De Niro
Took her to Taco Bell, bough 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
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 shit
So when she pull up on me I know what she ’bout to say

What’s poppin’?
Brand new whip, just hopped in
I got options
I could pass that bitch like Stockton
Just joshin’
I’ma spend this holiday locked in
My body got rid of them toxins
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Callin’ my bitch tellin’ her bring me that noggin’
Brain real good, she a scholar
I like a thing with low mileage
Good brain with no college
Call me DaBaby, no toddler
I’m real creative and stylish
FN in my denim
I send a hit, make ’em spin ’em
And I just flew back from LA on a jet yesterday
I go back and forth like I play tennis
I fuck with ya ho, yeah, I feel for her
Still on the billboard, the number one song in UK
And I done got so fucking rich, all these hoes on my dick
I still don’t give a fuck what you say
She eat it like a Pac-Man, n****
Whoop a n**** like I’m Batman, n****
I just pulled up in a Bat-mobile
The reason I ain’t fuckin’ with these rap as n*****
‘Cause they cap ass 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 bitch is mellow yellow like a soda
These n***** tattle tellers, I’m a soldier
Hey, somebody tell them n***** that it’s over
You know it’s Baby, n****

What’s poppin’?
Brand new whip, just hopped in
I got options
I could pass that bitch 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 gottta go gets it, I will not go kiss it
I put my lips on it like somebody water
The diamond a glacier, the card in the wallet
She pulled up to fuck me but nobody caught her
She told me that she wasn’t feeling my music
I fucked 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 pussy you sellin’ on Peachtree
It’s so much work on my celly
I had to go tell all my bitches email it to reach me
All in my DM, I’ll follow your BM
She play with the croski
We used to fuck on the lowski
She used to lie on my bed and then 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
And she wanna fuck again
I want that tongue again
Stuck in so deep that she cough up a lung again
Five star bitches, 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
And I don’t ever got a stunt again, n**** (Lil Tory)

What’s poppin’?
Brand new whip, just hopped in
I got options
I could pass that bitch like Stockton
Just joshin’
I’ma spend this holiday locked in
My body got rid of them toxins
SportsCenter, top ten

Uh, what’s brackin’?
Brand new whip, new mansion
Brand new tips, new dancers
Same old dick, new Magnums
Same old shit, new maggots
Same old throne, new dragons
Same old strong, new ashes
I could pass that shit like Magic, yeah
I ain’t cappin’, I’m lit, I’m active
Yeah, lil five in this bitch like Paxson
Yeah, gonna drown in this milk Apple Jacks
I sell a bitch dream, put tax on that
Lil slime in that bitch, that’s slatt for slatt
Obama Prezzi’ Roll, that’s black on black
Got 99 problems and the bitch ain’t one
Yeah, numbers don’t lie, this the aftermath

Yeah, what’s poppin?
Brand new phone, just dropped it
Fuck it, I got options
I buss down a couple Apple Watches
I could put the ball in the end-zone
Put a bad bitch and her friends on
Ooh, ooh, I’ma buss all on her skin-tone
I been masked up, ask Ken Jeong
Ooh, ooh, dark hair bitches like Shego
I like ’em blonde like me though
Although I’m Don Corleone
I will still slide like Neo
Keep fallin’ ’round me pre-roll
New Orlean, n****, I’m creole
She said, “Babe, does it hurt when I deep throat?”
I just better not feel your teeth, ho

What’s poppin’?
Brand new whip, just hopped in
I got options
I could pass that bitch like Stockton
Just joshin’
I’ma spend this holiday locked in
My body got rid of them toxins
SportsCenter, top ten