Drop Shit
Purple lean I like green presidents
I got fiends I been sellin beans to my residents
Van hit the corner Im a have to tamper evidence
Niggas can't fuck wit me and I think its evident
They be buyin E's but I know the P's prevalent
And I don't want no pussy baby I might sell a bit
If you aint talkin pape I don't see the relevance
Mix the girl wit the soda I just made an element
And my trunk in the front like I drive a elephant
And I keep a firearm I am never weaponless
Wok got my pop black look like I'm drinking melanin
Naw nigga ima come and get it aint no mailing it
Aye
Eight years I been living in the spot
My daddy favorite room was the kitchen cause of pots
The old way they used to hit it let it drop
This that new shit you gotta float it to the top
Auntie got some erkies she just hit me wit a quota
My bitch keep thinking hoes be blowing up my Motorola
Before I got the headshot I hit em in the shoulder
My fiend doubled back I just hit em wit a boulder
Chasing millions and I think I'm getting closer
Glock in my shorts think I need to get a holster
My brother got them packs in shit is crazy
Riding in a scat wit a brick from the 80s
Moved a deuce out the eighty got like seven ounces
Built the bag now my re-up like eleven thousand
And I'm in a nigga woman I be hittin spouses
When I'm done risk taking bitch I'm selling houses
Electric stove on high got the pot bouncing
Get me in wit my gun or Ima pop the bouncer
Yea yea nigga
Bitch bitch bitch aye
You a cute lil thot bitch
I hate to beef but you know I love to drop shit
I wanna see that pussy print when you twerk bitch
If we get flicked I gotta put it up yo skirt bitch
Aye
Don't be knocking at my front door meet me at the side
Im in a all black Grand Prix meet me in my ride
Im wit some greasy ass niggas so I'm knowing they gone slide
Rob me shit I know where you going if you try it
Cant leave no prints grab the handle by a shirt
In my room tripping getting man handled by a perc
The plug on and I know it first
Grab my mask and my glock told my bitch I'm finna go to work
Flush the sack lift the window for they hit the house
Shotty got a long nose it can sniff you out
Walk up on a bad bitch can I pimp you out
Aint worried bout no pussy bitch cause I get the mouth
You a cute lil thot bitch
I hate to beef but you know I love to drop shit
I wanna see that pussy print when you twerk bitch
If we get flicked I gotta put it up yo skirt bitch
Aye
I got fiends I been sellin beans to my residents
Van hit the corner Im a have to tamper evidence
Niggas can't fuck wit me and I think its evident
They be buyin E's but I know the P's prevalent
And I don't want no pussy baby I might sell a bit
If you aint talkin pape I don't see the relevance
Mix the girl wit the soda I just made an element
And my trunk in the front like I drive a elephant
And I keep a firearm I am never weaponless
Wok got my pop black look like I'm drinking melanin
Naw nigga ima come and get it aint no mailing it
Aye
Eight years I been living in the spot
My daddy favorite room was the kitchen cause of pots
The old way they used to hit it let it drop
This that new shit you gotta float it to the top
Auntie got some erkies she just hit me wit a quota
My bitch keep thinking hoes be blowing up my Motorola
Before I got the headshot I hit em in the shoulder
My fiend doubled back I just hit em wit a boulder
Chasing millions and I think I'm getting closer
Glock in my shorts think I need to get a holster
My brother got them packs in shit is crazy
Riding in a scat wit a brick from the 80s
Moved a deuce out the eighty got like seven ounces
Built the bag now my re-up like eleven thousand
And I'm in a nigga woman I be hittin spouses
When I'm done risk taking bitch I'm selling houses
Electric stove on high got the pot bouncing
Get me in wit my gun or Ima pop the bouncer
Yea yea nigga
Bitch bitch bitch aye
You a cute lil thot bitch
I hate to beef but you know I love to drop shit
I wanna see that pussy print when you twerk bitch
If we get flicked I gotta put it up yo skirt bitch
Aye
Don't be knocking at my front door meet me at the side
Im in a all black Grand Prix meet me in my ride
Im wit some greasy ass niggas so I'm knowing they gone slide
Rob me shit I know where you going if you try it
Cant leave no prints grab the handle by a shirt
In my room tripping getting man handled by a perc
The plug on and I know it first
Grab my mask and my glock told my bitch I'm finna go to work
Flush the sack lift the window for they hit the house
Shotty got a long nose it can sniff you out
Walk up on a bad bitch can I pimp you out
Aint worried bout no pussy bitch cause I get the mouth
You a cute lil thot bitch
I hate to beef but you know I love to drop shit
I wanna see that pussy print when you twerk bitch
If we get flicked I gotta put it up yo skirt bitch
Aye
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Writer(s): Alvin Anderson
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