Popsnot
Viktor Vaughn Lyrics


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It last longer if take a picture
It Viktor the slickster
I pick her
Sips Schlitz malt liquor

Still up in the mixture like a fixture
Y'all seen the sticker with the sick fillin
Vik sta
He stacks chips by any rich way

And keep black lips fuck what any bitch say
It ain't no time for no tip or tatt
Y'all better aim for the head
Just don't hit the fitted hat

Wondered since time ago it's just time to go
As for right now though
The hour show rhyme flow
He got more of those and lines for dime hoes

And act fancy
Wit more clothes than Delaney
Don't let him house you out on Houston
Or catch you downtown on Broadway browsing

Whoever got the most bags get followed
Give it up or get you in the old hag hollow
Smash
It Viktor the slicksta

It's like limbo
how low can you go
Vee go lower than your bimbo panty hose
Damn yo

I say that's pretty damn low
In the city streets with more ammo than Rambo
Hambo
Y'all don't want Vee in it

Make the coolest cat piss his Coogi in a minute
When he blow and get ballin at the top slot
Twenty G's a head for whoever's calling cop shot
Kack, kack, kack, kack, kack

Popsnot

Tender headed
Get they wig split wit folk sheen
V manufacture gun cleaning kits for poe dean
Party people ask him how you so mean and still quiet could it be the codine in your diet

I'm like what I look like a doctor
Let the pork stop I got the clear meat the vodka
Cork tops step up to hustle like the new guy
Gun busting and drugs the penalties to high

Make you wonder who they speak for it's only one side benefiting off the street war
And he skeet galore just to make ya badder
Many gone stab they own man up like Jacob ladder
I still worry when I'm out on the hop hot

Realer ill flurry that might pop ya knot
I feel that Bill Murray get more run then the whop got
Shop for a yacht
Klackup





Popsnot

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to Viktor Vaughn's song Popsnot are packed with vivid imagery and a range of references that provide an insight into the life of a street hustler. Throughout the song, Vaughn, who adopts the slick and confident persona of "Viktor the slickster," reflects on life in the city, the risks and rewards of hustling, and the dangerous environments he navigates on a daily basis. One of the central themes of the song is the idea that success in the streets comes at a high price, and the stakes are often life and death.


Vaughn paints a picture of a world where the only currency that matters is money, and the quest for riches can turn friends into enemies in a heartbeat. He raps about the importance of staying one step ahead of the competition and avoiding getting caught up in the crossfire of street warfare. The line "whoever got the most bags get followed," for example, suggests that people are only as valuable as the amount of money they can bring to the table. The chorus of the song, which repeats the word "Popsnot" several times, appears to be a reference to the sound of gunfire and the violence that permeates many inner-city neighborhoods.


Line by Line Meaning

It last longer if take a picture
Memories last longer if we capture them in a picture


It Viktor the slickster
It's Viktor who's known for being slick and smart


I pick her
I choose the girl I want


Sips Schlitz malt liquor
Drinks Schlitz malt liquor


Still up in the mixture like a fixture
Still part of the mixture and not separate from it


Y'all seen the sticker with the sick fillin
You all have seen the tagged sticker with the sick design


Vik sta
Vik stays


He stacks chips by any rich way
He earns money by any means necessary


And keep black lips fuck what any bitch say
Doesn't care about negative opinions from anyone, especially women


It ain't no time for no tip or tatt
There's no time for superficial talk or behavior


Y'all better aim for the head
You better aim at the head to be successful


Just don't hit the fitted hat
The fitted hat is valuable and shouldn't be damaged


Wondered since time ago it's just time to go
Has been wondering for a while that it's time to leave


As for right now though
But for now


The hour show rhyme flow
Performing the hour-long hip-hop show with impressive rhymes


He got more of those and lines for dime hoes
He has more impressive rhymes and lines for attractive women


And act fancy
Acting as if he has high social status


Wit more clothes than Delaney
Wearing more clothes than Delaney, an ex-convict character in a 70s TV show


Don't let him house you out on Houston
Don't let him trap you by offering you a place to live out in Houston


Or catch you downtown on Broadway browsing
Or get caught while browsing downtown on Broadway


Whoever got the most bags get followed
Whoever has the most money gets followed


Give it up or get you in the old hag hollow
Either give up your money or be robbed by the old hag gang


Smash
Succeeding in something, usually robbery or sex


It's like limbo
It's like a challenging game of limbo


how low can you go
How low can you actually get


Vee go lower than your bimbo panty hose
Viktor goes even lower than the lowest female character you can think of


Damn yo
Wow, that's impressive


I say that's pretty damn low
I think that's a new low


In the city streets with more ammo than Rambo
In the city streets with more weapons and ammunition than Rambo, a fictional action movie character


Hambo
A made-up rhyme for the previous line


Y'all don't want Vee in it
You don't want Viktor to be involved


Make the coolest cat piss his Coogi in a minute
Can make even the coolest person lose their confidence in a second


When he blow and get ballin at the top slot
When he becomes famous and successful in the hip-hop industry


Twenty G's a head for whoever's calling cop shot
Twenty thousand dollars for anyone who gets the police involved in a particular situation


Kack, kack, kack, kack, kack
The sound of gunshots


Tender headed
Sensitive about their hair when combed


Get they wig split wit folk sheen
Have their wigs ruined with a comb


V manufacture gun cleaning kits for poe dean
Viktor makes money by manufacturing gun cleaning kits for police departments


Party people ask him how you so mean and still quiet could it be the codine in your diet
People are curious about why he's so mean even though he's quiet, wondering if it's because of his daily intake of codeine


I'm like what I look like a doctor
I'm not a doctor


Let the pork stop I got the clear meat the vodka
Stop with the nonsense, I have the real meat and vodka


Cork tops step up to hustle like the new guy
People who have just arrived try to hustle and make money right away


Gun busting and drugs the penalties to high
If you get caught dealing drugs or using guns, the penalties are too high


Make you wonder who they speak for it's only one side benefiting off the street war
Makes you wonder who is actually being represented in the street war when only one side is benefiting from it


And he skeet galore just to make ya badder
He's having sex with many women just to make himself appear cool


Many gone stab they own man up like Jacob ladder
Many have turned on their friends and stabbed them in the back, like in the movie Jacob's Ladder


I still worry when I'm out on the hop hot
I still feel anxious when I'm out on the streets


Realer ill flurry that might pop ya knot
Even more serious trouble that might cause problems for you


I feel that Bill Murray get more run then the whop got
I feel like Bill Murray is more popular than the famous hip-hop dance, the Wop


Shop for a yacht
Shopping for a yacht


Klackup
The sound of Viktor handling business and making money


Popsnot
The sound of a gun being fired




Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Written by: D Dumile, Matthew Walden McDonald

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