The Drop (feat. Big Juss)
They got the drop on the opp and they creeping
.762 he won't see next weekend
Beating em bloody my knuckles start leaking
We going up now they tryna play defense
I'm on the fence if I want em all breathing
I'm on the fence if I want em all breathing
But them boys can leave the earth too
Put that boy in a hearse his momma hurt too
Need to go to the dentist got a hurt tooth
Oh shit I forgot a nigga got clapped
There's so many haters gotta stay strapped
There's so many fiends tryna get clean
But I need my money so I'll intervene
Serving a 20 serving that tan
Your nigga a junkie tryna be fan
They knocked off his fitted claiming he a hat
They was itching to catch him found out he a rat
Stay with them slimes snakes say slatt
Please don't be looking for trouble
Cause we'll bring it right to you
These niggas all silicon fake
I'm see right through em
I'm ducking a sentence and hate
I really be moving
They got the drop on the opp and they creeping
.762 he won't see next weekend
beating em bloody my knuckles start leaking
We going up now they tryna play defense
I'm on the fence if I want em all breathing
I'm on the fence if I want em all breathing
These niggas be itching they feinds
You know I'm on a mission for green
On sight with a nigga get hit with a beam
They jugg him then Danny Phantom off the scene
Fn bullets hit em to next week
Silencer dumping you won't hear a peep
You starting drama they send a whole fleet
They know if they fail then they gotta repeat
He got a big bag then lemme get a piece
He got dead pres' we gon' get him impeached
Stay with a slime could part the Red Sea
Gotta cut ties can't fuck with a leech
When it's that time to be running to me
Cause I got the keys, that's word to young Keys
Oh you talking, but talking is free
Running up and they feeling defeat
I got big bank in my pocket
All the guap can't fit in the wallet
Wanna talk cause my name is the topic
Broke with no plan gotta get you some profit
Swerving lanes got me dizzy and nauseous
On the route to the top ain't no hating gon stop it
If you fake then you leave me no option
They got the drop on the opp and they creeping
.762 he won't see next weekend
Beating em bloody my knuckles start leaking
We going up now they tryna play defense
I'm on the fence if I want em all breathing
These niggas so Pussy they chasing the fame Niggas they hoes
They all act like bitches
They be like, they be like woah
I got the drop on them, I got the drop on them and they folk
Stay with a slime hell yeah
.762 he won't see next weekend
Beating em bloody my knuckles start leaking
We going up now they tryna play defense
I'm on the fence if I want em all breathing
I'm on the fence if I want em all breathing
But them boys can leave the earth too
Put that boy in a hearse his momma hurt too
Need to go to the dentist got a hurt tooth
Oh shit I forgot a nigga got clapped
There's so many haters gotta stay strapped
There's so many fiends tryna get clean
But I need my money so I'll intervene
Serving a 20 serving that tan
Your nigga a junkie tryna be fan
They knocked off his fitted claiming he a hat
They was itching to catch him found out he a rat
Stay with them slimes snakes say slatt
Please don't be looking for trouble
Cause we'll bring it right to you
These niggas all silicon fake
I'm see right through em
I'm ducking a sentence and hate
I really be moving
They got the drop on the opp and they creeping
.762 he won't see next weekend
beating em bloody my knuckles start leaking
We going up now they tryna play defense
I'm on the fence if I want em all breathing
I'm on the fence if I want em all breathing
These niggas be itching they feinds
You know I'm on a mission for green
On sight with a nigga get hit with a beam
They jugg him then Danny Phantom off the scene
Fn bullets hit em to next week
Silencer dumping you won't hear a peep
You starting drama they send a whole fleet
They know if they fail then they gotta repeat
He got a big bag then lemme get a piece
He got dead pres' we gon' get him impeached
Stay with a slime could part the Red Sea
Gotta cut ties can't fuck with a leech
When it's that time to be running to me
Cause I got the keys, that's word to young Keys
Oh you talking, but talking is free
Running up and they feeling defeat
I got big bank in my pocket
All the guap can't fit in the wallet
Wanna talk cause my name is the topic
Broke with no plan gotta get you some profit
Swerving lanes got me dizzy and nauseous
On the route to the top ain't no hating gon stop it
If you fake then you leave me no option
They got the drop on the opp and they creeping
.762 he won't see next weekend
Beating em bloody my knuckles start leaking
We going up now they tryna play defense
I'm on the fence if I want em all breathing
These niggas so Pussy they chasing the fame Niggas they hoes
They all act like bitches
They be like, they be like woah
I got the drop on them, I got the drop on them and they folk
Stay with a slime hell yeah
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Writer(s): Malice Keys
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