The Drop

Never speak on what I did unless they act they forgot
Never speak on where I been unless they act he was not
Where I come from they come spinning your bend
They be pretending nobody got shot
Where I come from niggas ducking the pen
They be pretending nobody got whacked
A real nigga you is not
A trill nigga you is not
If you gang put your hand in the pot
If you cool with police then you hot
If you talk to police you a cop
I'm damn near touching the top
I hear niggas call me they opp
You gon die cause they gave up the drop
The drop
The drop
The drop
I got the drop
The drop
The drop
The drop
I got the drop

I got the drop on em
Don't use too much or bake
Or that shit ain't gon lock on em
Don't shoot your shot til that infrared lock on em
Green light it's a go shit we ain't pushing stop on em
I'm gon hop out and pop on em
Drop on em
Bitch play your role
That shit was a act
I'm sacked up
You knew better than that
I should've knew you get wetter than that
Talk out your top you get hit in your hat
You wish you can find you another one
What's number two if he number one
Them hittas gon find you wherever you are
You know these tools ain't for nothing but war
Dirty
I need another gun
Thirty
I need another drum
Perkie
I need another one
Worried
Nigga they know where i'm from

Never speak on what I did unless they act they forgot
Never speak on where I been unless they act he was not
Where I come from they come spinning your bend
They be pretending nobody got shot
Where I come from niggas ducking the pen
They be pretending nobody got whacked
A real nigga you is not
A trill nigga you is not
If you gang put your hand in the pot
If you cool with police then you hot
If you talk to police you a cop
I'm damn near touching the top
I hear niggas call me they opp
You gon die cause they gave up the drop
The drop
The drop
The drop
I got the drop
The drop
The drop
The drop
I got the drop



Credits
Writer(s): Dajoun Meniefield
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