Drop a Stack (feat. Lil Dread)
Hit the trap, thru the back
Dropping off a stack
Shawty bad, She got ass, she gon' let me clap
What I'm sipping out the bottle I be leaning
Masked up, I be with all my demons
Hit the trap, thru the back
Dropping off a stack
Shawty bad, She got ass, she gon' let me clap
What I'm sipping out the bottle I be leaning
Masked up, I be with all my demons
Masked up, gotta do it right
Runnin' all the reds, Sipping muddy out the sprite
Don't lack, gotta look ahead, look behind
Finna toss a bag to my dawg, when we signed
I'm baller, and she know this, one of a kind
Ima get up to that paper, nothing to decide
AP, or the Patek baby we finna shine
Only do the exclusive, don't do no average
No average, ballin' like the mavericks
She love the designer, Say she wanna live life lavish
Told my dawgs we gon' make it, taking off like spaceships
Burnin up a spliff, tell your bitch DM me pics
Praying for all the brothers, we gon' get rich
Never once did I doubt myself or my clique
Never once did I beg a bitch for some shit
Never once did I look bummy for some drip
Hit the trap, thru the back
Dropping off a stack
Shawty bad, She got ass, she gon' let me clap
What I'm sipping out the bottle I be leaning
Masked up, I be with all my demons
Hit the trap, thru the back
Dropping off a stack
Shawty bad, She got ass, she gon' let me clap
What I'm sipping out the bottle I be leaning
Masked up, I be with all my demons
Rollin' with my niggas and we getting rich
Bitch I'm off a Perc', yeah you know we getting lit
All my niggas balling yeah we really tryna win
We've been focused on the paper, while your stack is looking thin
And I'm really tryna shoot my shot
I've been feeling like a superstar
Yeah you niggas know who we are, and I know we finna go far
And right now we going so hard, mixing Gucci with the Goyard
Niggas snitching I got no part, people hating they got no heart
Hit the trap, thru the back
Dropping off a stack
Shawty bad, She got ass, she gon' let me clap
What I'm sipping out the bottle I be leaning
Masked up, I be with all my demons
Hit the trap, thru the back
Dropping off a stack
Shawty bad, She got ass, she gon' let me clap
What I'm sipping out the bottle I be leaning
Masked up, I be with all my demons
Dropping off a stack
Shawty bad, She got ass, she gon' let me clap
What I'm sipping out the bottle I be leaning
Masked up, I be with all my demons
Hit the trap, thru the back
Dropping off a stack
Shawty bad, She got ass, she gon' let me clap
What I'm sipping out the bottle I be leaning
Masked up, I be with all my demons
Masked up, gotta do it right
Runnin' all the reds, Sipping muddy out the sprite
Don't lack, gotta look ahead, look behind
Finna toss a bag to my dawg, when we signed
I'm baller, and she know this, one of a kind
Ima get up to that paper, nothing to decide
AP, or the Patek baby we finna shine
Only do the exclusive, don't do no average
No average, ballin' like the mavericks
She love the designer, Say she wanna live life lavish
Told my dawgs we gon' make it, taking off like spaceships
Burnin up a spliff, tell your bitch DM me pics
Praying for all the brothers, we gon' get rich
Never once did I doubt myself or my clique
Never once did I beg a bitch for some shit
Never once did I look bummy for some drip
Hit the trap, thru the back
Dropping off a stack
Shawty bad, She got ass, she gon' let me clap
What I'm sipping out the bottle I be leaning
Masked up, I be with all my demons
Hit the trap, thru the back
Dropping off a stack
Shawty bad, She got ass, she gon' let me clap
What I'm sipping out the bottle I be leaning
Masked up, I be with all my demons
Rollin' with my niggas and we getting rich
Bitch I'm off a Perc', yeah you know we getting lit
All my niggas balling yeah we really tryna win
We've been focused on the paper, while your stack is looking thin
And I'm really tryna shoot my shot
I've been feeling like a superstar
Yeah you niggas know who we are, and I know we finna go far
And right now we going so hard, mixing Gucci with the Goyard
Niggas snitching I got no part, people hating they got no heart
Hit the trap, thru the back
Dropping off a stack
Shawty bad, She got ass, she gon' let me clap
What I'm sipping out the bottle I be leaning
Masked up, I be with all my demons
Hit the trap, thru the back
Dropping off a stack
Shawty bad, She got ass, she gon' let me clap
What I'm sipping out the bottle I be leaning
Masked up, I be with all my demons
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Writer(s): Mihnea Sebu
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