GET IT POPPIN! (Mortal Kombat) Video (MV)

Rrahh-rrahh
Bow, Bow (Blttt)
On bro', I did! (Slimee-Slimee, OH MY GOD, DID FINATIC MAKE THIS?)
Lil5iveten, Lil5iveten (On bro', Uh, Gimme' a beat, i'm attackin' it)
Lil5iveten, Lil5iveten (Bitch, Ace lookin' at me like "Brodie, what's happenin'?")
Uh, Round 1, Let's Get It Poppin'
He'll get jumped in the crowd like a moshpit
He movin' greasy, we gon' pop him
I got the blick on the hip, tryna rock him
Put the knock on his back, massage it
Shots hit his body, bitch, we boxin'
Grrahh-grrahh, he see the flash, now, he runnin' like Sonic
And, we tote big guns, Halo
Put a red beam on his eye like Kano
Duck ya top, bitch, you better lay low
Knock-knock, we at ya door, SoFaygo!
Bitch, i'm a Street Fighter, I got the K', yo' (KO)
Kill everybody in sight like Django
I'll knock down a block like Jenga
I'm in the dark, covered up like a ninja
Grrahh, bluetips punchin' his chest, Liu Kang
All black, hop out a Bat, Man, Bruce Wayne
I see him, better run like Usain
Open his scalp, lil bro' need a new brain
I'ma Talk Facts like D-Thang
Lettin' the heat sang, he on a shirt, that's T-Pain
Baeeboy shoot like Curry, he got a 30, he throw shots from deep-range
Grrahh
Make shit spark, Raiden
I'll put him below, with Satan
Grrah, put him in shock, taser
He'll get tagged, shit got a laser
That lil bitch tryna work it? I throw shots, i'ma chase her
Grrahh-Grrahh, bluetips sharp, razor
Grrahh, he'll get left, remainder
I get Cash, Johnny May
Big gun, shit kick, Johnny Cage
Who the f*ck am I sendin' up high, today?
I'ma send niggas up in the sky, today
I'ma make somebody mother cry, today
I'll leave a nigga see-thru like lingerie
Stay strapped like a dyke, Young MA
He tryna fight, shots punch like MMA
Bitch (Bitch)
I'm tired of these niggas playin with me, you heard?
I really do this shit
Niggas always got my name in they mouth
Finatic this, Finatic that
Like, suck my dick!
On bro' (The f*ck?)
Uh, Round 2, Let's Get It Poppin'
He'll get jumped in the crowd like a moshpit
He movin' greasy, we gon' pop him
I got the blick on the hip, tryna rock him
Put the knock on his back, massage it
Shots hit his body, bitch, we boxin'
Grrahh-grrahh, he see the flash, now, he runnin' like Sonic
Bitch
He play with my bread, toast him like Scorpion
I got the fye', i'm tryna scorch him
Put a Four-five on his back, Jordan
Throw on the forces, they fresh white
You could see my swag, I don't need no light
He'll get put in the sky, kite
Bullets start flyin', send him a flight (On bro')
Bitch, i'm coldhearted, Sub-Zero
I get more head than a pillow
That lil bitch a scrub like Brillo
I'll send shots thru the window
Lil bitch, you better get low
Fat bulletholes, size of a big toe
Grrahh, aim at his top, better duck like limbo
Bitch (Bow-Bow)
Suck My Dick!
On bro', like
And, I carry the Blade like Sonya
Spark me a blunt, on bro', i'm a stoner
Like, damn
Play with my bread? I'ma pop up with a toaster
Bitch
OH MY GOD, DID FINATIC MAKE THIS?
Uh, Gimme' a beat, i'm attackin' it, Ace lookin' at me like "Brodie, what's happenin'?"