Ever since I was a youngin I been popping my collar
Ever since I was ever since I was (BJ This A Hit Boy)
Ever since I was a youngin I been popping my collar
I was pulling up and riding in them seven two impala's
Had a nigga on the block and he would ask me for a dollar
Cause he knew I was a scholar I been popping my collar
And I'm in this bitch with bj we be riding through the streets
In that all red Chevy with the all white seats
Got the baddies in the back and you know them bitches some freaks
Introduced her to my car now I'm gone take her to the sheets yeah
Pop my shit everytime like Mxri superstar status i'm starry
Showtime no 2K like bari yeah
Popping my shit sorry not sorry
Popping my collar you know how I get
Way I be dressing they think that I'm rich
In love with money man it's fuck a bitch
You know I'm balling you know that I'm lit
Pull up in that impala niggas know I'm balling
Phone ringing I got hoes calling all they drawls falling
Big balling pop my collar baby you know how It get
All black suit up in my all black whip you know I pop my shit
Like damn I need rest today
Damn I just had sex today
Met this one bad bitch and she let me draw on her breast today
Feel like I'm the best today
Please don't try to test today
Way I pop my collar you would say that I'm so dressed today
Ever since I was a youngin I been popping my collar
I was pulling up in Chevy's and them seven two impala's
Had a nigga on the block and he would ask me for a dollar
Cause he knew I was a scholar I been popping my collar
Popped em like a collar posed to been my dawg
Hit him up
Ty got him beat
I'm in the streets just doing songs
Problem finder no resolve
Can't talk to him he know it all
Taught the game and coached it
And I ran the ball
Catch me in that field not no sideline cause I'm in the war
Too much blood can't end the war
Shot my shot came in the door
They know who I'm winning for
I did shit they couldn't ignore
Yeah I did not think it would happen now a young nigga having whatever he haven't had
Turn to the flash when I press the gas it's a button you press and ya make me mad
Im incredible niggas be capping around so they songs not credible
I wipe him out like a schedule
They would've thought it's an extraterrestrial up lift the boy to the sky
God keep his soul cause if you keep him here I keep the fye
Ever since I was a youngin I been popping my collar
I was pulling up in Chevy's and them seven two impala's
Had a nigga on the block and he would ask me for a dollar
Cause he knew I was a scholar I been popping my collar
And I'm in this bitch with bj we be riding through the streets
In that all red Chevy with the all white seats
Got the baddies in the back and you know them bitches some freaks
Introduced her to my car now I'm gone take her to the sheets yeah