Popa (Remix) Lyrics – Ice Spice

Read the full Popa (Remix) lyrics by Ice Spice along with the music video, song credits, release information and other details about the song. If you enjoy Ice Spice's music, you can also explore So What? and Like, two other songs by Ice Spice.

[Intro: Anuel AA & Ice Spice]
La AA
Uh, uh
Real hasta la muerte, ¿oíste, cabrón?
Uh, uh
Anuel
Brr
Uh, uh, uh, uh
¿Ah?
(Stop playing with 'em, RIOT)
(Mera, dime, Ice Spice)

[Chorus: Ice Spice & Anuel AA]
Came up out the hood, yeah, I got super lit (Grrah)
Diamonds keep on dancing, got a stupid wrist (Grrah)
He ain't fu*king on me, he got a stupid b!tch (Stupid b!tch)
And he left that b!tch 'cause I'm a cooler b!tch (Cooler b!tch)
B!tch, she ain't no player, this a cooler b!tch (Cooler b!tch)
Just me on the plane and the stewardess
All this fu*king breesh, what to do with it? (Ah)
Munching on that popa like it's food in it (La AA)

[Verso 1: Anuel AA & Ice Spice]
100 millone' en el banco, en los tiroteo' no me tranco
Bajan to' los patrone' y hacemo' una reunión de narco'
Los pillo en los concierto' y le' entro a bofetá' como Franco
Mandamo' en toa' las prisione', low, las USP y los campo'
Estuve en la penitenciaria y sobornamo' al guardia (Sobornamo' al guardia)
Conducta indisciplinaria, ejecutamo' y metemo' el iPhone por la yarda
De Monte Hatillo hasta Lewis, te metemo' sesenta en la boca, Jay Alvin (Brr)
Te vacío el tambor de setenta y sigo sacando peine' de la Birkin, brr
Te prendo el Terminator, 27 rojo sector (Grrah, 27)
Te bajamo' el finger como gladiator (Uh)
Si CHIMI no fuese cantante ya estuviese muerto (Brr)
No creo en nombre', como El Tuerto (Que en paz descanse Pacho)
Desde que Elías White Leon le metió las bofetá' a Héctor (¡Jaja!), brr

[Chorus: Ice Spice]
B!tch, she ain't no player, this a cooler b!tch (Cooler b!tch)
Just me on the plane and the stewardess (Stewardess)
All this fu*king breesh, what to do with it? (Like)
Munching on that popa like it's food in it (Like)

[Verse 2: Ice Spice]
And I feed him good 'cause he a eater (He a eater)
And he beat that cat, call up PETA (Like)
When he going slow, tell him, "Speed up" (Uh-huh)
Diamonds on my neck like I'm anema'
I ain't anema' (Like), got that heater (Grrah)
Bad b!tches, I'm your leader (Leader)
Mad b!tches wanna be her (Like)
B!tches can't see me for nothing like Sia (Grrah)

[Chorus: Ice Spice]
Came up out the hood, yeah, I got super lit (Super lit)
Diamonds keep on dancing, got a stupid wrist (Stupid wrist)
He ain't fu*king on me, he got a stupid b!tch (Stupid b!tch)
And he left that b!tch 'cause I'm a cooler b!tch (Cooler b!tch)
B!tch, she ain't no player, this a cooler b!tch (Cooler b!tch)
Just me on the plane and the stewardess (Stewardess)
All this fu*king breesh, what to do with it? (Do with it)
Munching on that popa like it's food in it (Food in it)

[Outro: Ice Spice]
Grrah
Uh, uh
Uh, uh
Uh, uh
Uh, uh, uh, uh
She a stupid b!tch