Machine Gun Kelly – What’s poppin’ Lyrics

Machine Gun Kelly What’s poppin’ Lyrics

2x to the mushroom chocolate

2x on Neck on front speed stay dressing no
Balsamic got commas comme des Garcons D
Cup guys cues like coffee
Chef noble cook me raw fish long beard

For the spots on Thomas just Boston’s
Dropouts and convicts wallets bigger
Than Chris Wallace dead presidents
Inside it’s funny the other tape while
Phone stay cautious made mixtapes
Weren’t stretched with the horses

Spending minutes at they give a fvck
About the critics opinion but they keep
On beginning with the bars when old
Thomas damn girl got Alzheimer’s can’t
Say but your subconscious thing be
Honest y’all hate that I switch showers
F–k model switch condoms eat beef like
McDonald’s eat rappers to
Comedy young robbers been sick provirus
I’m an OG now I do not pay homage love
I’m a Cleveland Cavalier try the for an
Engineer at the Fashion Week of Paris
Cinderella all my Terence gla$$ slipper
On the stairs
a$$ fatter than she cares I saw it live

At the Superbowl
I was a top all movie roll Jersey slide
In the b00ty Oh smoke it was he into the
Road playing cars like it’s you yo and I
Was only in the studio I wake up a moody
I wrote up some fruit either have more
Colors than a coochie coat I’m not a
Rapper that trouble designer but this is
From Virgil and Louie dough inside my
Closet some million options I put on all

Black like a funeral I’ll hop up the
Plaintiff pajamas I do this sh!t daily I
Don’t even plan it whoa what’s papi just
Buff i XR on it two eggs for the
Mushroom chocolate
Two eggs on my cup bras beat two eggs
With cheese a sausage on a B!tch heavy
Chompers three exits next to the names
Of the last three holes on
Yeah red eyes I can’t see clear whoa

Whoa my bricks old way they go down down
She made it only fair oh oh can’t write
My life and bus I’m back to my old ways
I mean I f–kin good