Dax - Whats Poppin Remix (Lyrics)

"Whats Poppin Remix" Lyrics by Dax is Latest English Songs 2020 is sung by Dax

Song: Whats Poppin Remix

Artist: Dax

Whats Poppin Remix Song Lyrics:-

[Verse]

On point like an HB pencil

I could talk shit but I just got dental

That head was a little insane, her IQ EQ’d all of my mental (Oh!)

These niggas say I can’t make hooks, this Peter Pan flow 'bout to captain this tempo

And make you go crash 'cause the way my car dash

It'll make you go Kim and K-Kylie your Kendall (Oh my god!)

I short bust, my nuts are still special

I got sauce to beef with your pesto

You can’t chest the problems I shoulder

My leg up ensures I’m up next (necks) so

Won't stop throwing bars

I'm green bar to farve

My soup(er) bowls'll heat up your end zone

Microwave and blaze your credentials

Wash away, MJ your skin tone (Shit)

What's poppin'?

If i'm not, bitch, you toxic

If you can make a song with no hook and make it go viral

Please, bitch, drop it

Throwing up hits, get it? I vomit

Throwing up bricks, get it? You're onyx

My bars poke ya, mon'

Don't get in the way when I come through the lane and start jammin'

Smoking this beat like a rastafarian

Had to fish my drip just to acquire-em'

Get it? Aquarium, fish, water

Had to work hard just to drip harder

Cut the beat then slowly fade it in like a middle class neighborhood barber (Fuck!)

Let's pause it

I’m 6 feet like the space recommended for COVID

19 bars already put this beat in a coffin

If you say you're better, you're KAP like Colin

If you want a feature, text us like Austin, we will reply in August!

2 guns in my pocket

See these? (CDs?) You better walk, man!

I'ma Bodman (Batman) how this beat I’m Robin

I’m cold but I’m not common

I’m in this bitch

1 stroke to the hole but I'm not fucking, bitch, I'm golfing

People say they could do better, they just talking

I’m about to toss 'em

I’m not sold on you but the way I celt-ic, I could live in Boston

These bars don’t come around too often

They connect like sprint ketchup, bitch, why are you jogging

You mustard, I'm a YouTube rapper

Well, if I am, then why ain't I vlogging?

That’s what they try to say and stop him

But his punchlines won't let them box him in

My mic's inticing (Mikes in Tyson) them to think this holyfield is a boxing ring (Ugh, uh)

What’s the point of rapping these words?

I would probably make more money if I spent all my time doing what the mainstream prefers

But I ain't finna follow the sheep inside that herd

One hit'll make 'em wonder when I spit my verse

Niggas thinking that they rapping wit' me is absurd

I be preying on these beats but I’m not in no church

I’m due like rent on the 1st of the month

Bruce Lee with the flips, bitch, I do my own stunts

These nigga get (MOON)ED when I come through

So ass, they could probably be my suns

I’m bout to get technically technical

So many flows, I be rapping with tentacles

If after this, you're still skeptical

I will have to set you straight like a heterosexual

My wordplay's highly impeccable

So impeccable

90 percent of the bars in this song are not even detectable

And if you did hypothetically, you wouldn't see how they're 3 dimensional

What’s poppin'? if I’m not by 2021, then this rap game's garbage

I don’t remix beats, I kill them then I pay homage

My bars link like sausage

I always hit it on the nail like polish

This rap shit's gotta be my calling

I go

Bing, bing, bing, bing!

Bitch, I finished college

How do you think I got all this knowledge

Shooting it up, yeah, the nigga was ballin'

Getting my cheese like I’m out in Wisconsin

I go bing, bing, bing!

How am I finished? I ain't even started

'Bout to go dumb like I’m going retarded

If you talk rap, I go the hardest (Yeah)

Rapping is critical

I embody each and every word and every syllable

I put all of me inside in each and every visual

I’m addicted to working, you’re barely seeing my pinnacle

Mental and all the physical

So I’m never divisible

If you thought I was, you’re dirty and pitiful

You can go and get a knife and cut off all of your genitals

How I come with this lyrical?

Makes me damn near invincible

If they wanna battle, they can't win!

How I come in is criminal

Make a hater feel miserable

When I get up and do my dance!

You don’t gotta say it no more

We all know that I’m bringing that stamina

Eating beats like an animal

NAIJA boi outta Africa

Grew up hooping in Canada who used to be a ja—