Straight Drop
Ok I'm supercalifragilistic
Run up a check on these bitches
Look at yo nigga he wishing
Hearts under all of my pictures
Emojis wit kisses this nigga tripping
Get yo man sis
All in my dm like you ain't his lady who he playing wit
Couldn't be me I dump his ass for free tell my bitch pass the tea
Sip a lil bit sell him out talk a lil shit
Abort him plan b
Somebody banging my line say they wanted some work
And they asked for the paying fee
I ain't no killer but I'll shoot em if they playing me
Got a order on the strip hop in the whip going for a trip
Pick up my grip money to get
Trappin like David Beckham wit da kick
Trapping like James Bond wit da stick
Trapping like I ain't gone stop til I'm rich
Trapping like bitch I need money to take care my needs
So I cant waste another tic okay
Bottom line I need my paper fa Sho
Shift it in overdrive cuz I got places to go
Tell dem bitches that owe me they can rake up that dough
If yeen got it pop dat pussy til ya ankles get sore
Then it's back to da block
Got a bitch wit a mop
And she ready to clean up
I been sipping moscato and smoking dat gas
While getting my green up
I be chilling stars when it's time to depart on my exit I beam up
Getaway 60 seconds or less
When I bounce got em asking you seen her
Blow a bag and reverse it keep a bag on my person
When muhfuckers start talking checks
Help em understand wit the cursive
I tend to stick to myself only fuck wit a few
Cuz you bitches is worsome
Any hoe cross me just call up her momma
And tell em that I'm finna hersch her
Come to ya funeral pay my respect
Dipped in designer dripping finesse
Laugh while yo people crying Imma mess
Niggas still try to holla imma catch
Foul on the play now they pulling out techs
Pray for ya sole like I ordered yo step
Make show you dead like the beat
When it finished lil bitch anybody else who next
Got some to say then say it witcha chest
Knock out ya wrinkles now ya feeling pressed
Ain't got no time to be capping no flex
Rolling on beats like I'm vibing on x
Chosen by God so I know that I'm blessed
Smoke marijuana to counter the stress
Can somebody point me to the hottest bitch in game
Tell dat lil hoe I'm up next gone
Run up a check on these bitches
Look at yo nigga he wishing
Hearts under all of my pictures
Emojis wit kisses this nigga tripping
Get yo man sis
All in my dm like you ain't his lady who he playing wit
Couldn't be me I dump his ass for free tell my bitch pass the tea
Sip a lil bit sell him out talk a lil shit
Abort him plan b
Somebody banging my line say they wanted some work
And they asked for the paying fee
I ain't no killer but I'll shoot em if they playing me
Got a order on the strip hop in the whip going for a trip
Pick up my grip money to get
Trappin like David Beckham wit da kick
Trapping like James Bond wit da stick
Trapping like I ain't gone stop til I'm rich
Trapping like bitch I need money to take care my needs
So I cant waste another tic okay
Bottom line I need my paper fa Sho
Shift it in overdrive cuz I got places to go
Tell dem bitches that owe me they can rake up that dough
If yeen got it pop dat pussy til ya ankles get sore
Then it's back to da block
Got a bitch wit a mop
And she ready to clean up
I been sipping moscato and smoking dat gas
While getting my green up
I be chilling stars when it's time to depart on my exit I beam up
Getaway 60 seconds or less
When I bounce got em asking you seen her
Blow a bag and reverse it keep a bag on my person
When muhfuckers start talking checks
Help em understand wit the cursive
I tend to stick to myself only fuck wit a few
Cuz you bitches is worsome
Any hoe cross me just call up her momma
And tell em that I'm finna hersch her
Come to ya funeral pay my respect
Dipped in designer dripping finesse
Laugh while yo people crying Imma mess
Niggas still try to holla imma catch
Foul on the play now they pulling out techs
Pray for ya sole like I ordered yo step
Make show you dead like the beat
When it finished lil bitch anybody else who next
Got some to say then say it witcha chest
Knock out ya wrinkles now ya feeling pressed
Ain't got no time to be capping no flex
Rolling on beats like I'm vibing on x
Chosen by God so I know that I'm blessed
Smoke marijuana to counter the stress
Can somebody point me to the hottest bitch in game
Tell dat lil hoe I'm up next gone
Credits
Writer(s): Tarnesia Smith
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