The Drop

Fuck school
Fuck the health insurance
Fuck these tolls
Fuckin hate getting mail
Bout to roll me a joint

Now we not rolling no rellos we smoking out marley's it's gas you can smell it on me
I seen a few niggas they tried to run up like as if they smelt bitch up on me
Can't fuck with no niggas they leechin they bitches I'm better off by my lonely
I never been pussy and that is the message go pass it on to ya homies

Ain't duckin no beef y'all boys really sweet
Why niggas be cappin and calling police
Since niggas be bitches y'all all get a treat
I'm Diesel the artist no wait the artíst
It's all in my DNA all in my strand
I do what i do bitch you do what you can
Ya boyfriend he say that he getting them bands baby don't let that man fool you again

I'm from the gardens they murder they robbing these niggas
They violent they wet you for looking
Don't give a fuck bout the system won't answer no questions wont catch us
If 12 pull up book it
I lost me some friends who i thought was my friends but fuck em i found me a chance And i took it
Money is coming backend to backend need me for a show let's get it let's book it

Let's book it let's get it let's ride
Only split bread with my guys
Fuck the ones who switched up sides
You a snake but you not my slime

This for my uncle our love is embedded
I'll never forget it my nigga let's get it
That night we was lifted the day that you said it
I'm bout to take off and these niggas ain't ready

Don't speak on shit keep it on the low
My city taught me to stick and go
I picked up on that pick and roll
But take mine we gon have to even the score



Credits
Writer(s): Tyrik Waite
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