Drop It
Aye
It's Otto
Uh
Put me on a beat you know I'm really going dumb
I got hoes going crazy and I got gas for your lungs
I'm that nigga who just step up when the shit need to get done
Niggas 30 years old with a ounce he a bum
Gotta get them shipments in I overstep the middle men
Treat verses like Michael Myers I just get to killing them
Learned that I could save the day it turned me to a villain then
Outside at the kick back like J.R. Rider grilling them
Age 16 when I learned to get a pack off
Why niggas doing foul you know that that's a hack dog
Shawty hit me late night know that that's a cat call
Focused on this money cause you know I gotta stack all
Gotta stack my chips I can't play about this
If you ever try to diss know that shit will never hit
I just go for 30 on the court and I don't hardly miss
Always hit my target I'm a archer in this bitch
Real bitches bring it down to the middle
Shake that ass I'm a toss it when it jiggle
I don't give a fuck if it's fat or little
Thong g strings pasties on your nipple
Shake that ass on your bestfriend
Drop it to the floor if you don't listen to your man
Bring it back up pause drop that shit again
Round of applause but she ain't using her hands
Real bitches know what's up with me that's why they fuck with me
They stuck with me I put the work in it wasn't luckily
I duck the beef cause if I retaliate I'm a over do it
Niggas get in they feelings then go bring the police into it
If you not willing to die about it why you live that life
Every time I see you you quiet but got a lot to type
His twitter fingers might just be this niggas last words
IG to these niggas is like glasses to a nerd
I'm addicted to pussy money weed I feel like Weezy
FTN get on the pole and make that shit look easy
Told you I was different from other niggas you didn't believe me
Now you hit me up when he not around like he can't relieve me
Real bitches bring it down to the middle
Shake that ass I'm a toss it when it jiggle
I don't give a fuck if it's fat or little
Thong g strings pasties on your nipple
Shake that ass on your bestfriend
Drop it to the floor if you don't listen to your man
Bring it back up pause drop that shit again
Round of applause but she ain't using her hands
Let me see you shake that ass on your bestfriend
Drop it to the floor if you don't listen to your man
Bring it back up pause drop that shit again
Round of applause but she ain't using her hands
Real bitches bring it down to the middle
Shake that ass I'm a toss it when it jiggle
I don't give a fuck if it's fat or little
Thong g strings pasties on your nipple
Here's where shit get tricky
I sell bags of sticky
She a freak freak every night she wanna lick me
She a slurp queen tryna leave the dick with hickies
I'm a trap nigga that count hundreds and them fifties
Catch me serving outside you know I got them plays in
Feel like Big Tigger cause we made it from the basement
Pops told me chase this shit go harder than the pavement
Set the shit on fire gasoline get it blazing
All the bad bitches better come and hit the floor
I'm a dick you down have you begging for some more
Every time I call know I got you down to go
Go and do them tricks while you drop that ass low whoa
It's Otto
Uh
Put me on a beat you know I'm really going dumb
I got hoes going crazy and I got gas for your lungs
I'm that nigga who just step up when the shit need to get done
Niggas 30 years old with a ounce he a bum
Gotta get them shipments in I overstep the middle men
Treat verses like Michael Myers I just get to killing them
Learned that I could save the day it turned me to a villain then
Outside at the kick back like J.R. Rider grilling them
Age 16 when I learned to get a pack off
Why niggas doing foul you know that that's a hack dog
Shawty hit me late night know that that's a cat call
Focused on this money cause you know I gotta stack all
Gotta stack my chips I can't play about this
If you ever try to diss know that shit will never hit
I just go for 30 on the court and I don't hardly miss
Always hit my target I'm a archer in this bitch
Real bitches bring it down to the middle
Shake that ass I'm a toss it when it jiggle
I don't give a fuck if it's fat or little
Thong g strings pasties on your nipple
Shake that ass on your bestfriend
Drop it to the floor if you don't listen to your man
Bring it back up pause drop that shit again
Round of applause but she ain't using her hands
Real bitches know what's up with me that's why they fuck with me
They stuck with me I put the work in it wasn't luckily
I duck the beef cause if I retaliate I'm a over do it
Niggas get in they feelings then go bring the police into it
If you not willing to die about it why you live that life
Every time I see you you quiet but got a lot to type
His twitter fingers might just be this niggas last words
IG to these niggas is like glasses to a nerd
I'm addicted to pussy money weed I feel like Weezy
FTN get on the pole and make that shit look easy
Told you I was different from other niggas you didn't believe me
Now you hit me up when he not around like he can't relieve me
Real bitches bring it down to the middle
Shake that ass I'm a toss it when it jiggle
I don't give a fuck if it's fat or little
Thong g strings pasties on your nipple
Shake that ass on your bestfriend
Drop it to the floor if you don't listen to your man
Bring it back up pause drop that shit again
Round of applause but she ain't using her hands
Let me see you shake that ass on your bestfriend
Drop it to the floor if you don't listen to your man
Bring it back up pause drop that shit again
Round of applause but she ain't using her hands
Real bitches bring it down to the middle
Shake that ass I'm a toss it when it jiggle
I don't give a fuck if it's fat or little
Thong g strings pasties on your nipple
Here's where shit get tricky
I sell bags of sticky
She a freak freak every night she wanna lick me
She a slurp queen tryna leave the dick with hickies
I'm a trap nigga that count hundreds and them fifties
Catch me serving outside you know I got them plays in
Feel like Big Tigger cause we made it from the basement
Pops told me chase this shit go harder than the pavement
Set the shit on fire gasoline get it blazing
All the bad bitches better come and hit the floor
I'm a dick you down have you begging for some more
Every time I call know I got you down to go
Go and do them tricks while you drop that ass low whoa
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Writer(s): Malcolm Poston
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