Drop It
It's a wrap and I ain't even bust a rhyme yet
I'm bout to crash like a blind man flying a jet
Most of you bitches put me to sleep
The ones that keep it real with me
For the most part is P2P
Player to player I'ma put you on game
If you ain't cooking then you shouldn't get too close to my flame
Yea they try to whip it like me
But it just ain't the same
Something bout my shit hit different
And my flavor's they fave
I put my foot off in that fuck like a shoe
And once you get a whiff
You bout to fiend for my stew
Lil' baby I'm shitting money
It's just green in my stew
And though you look like an angel I see demon in you
And trust me hell ain't that bad once you get used to it
I take the fruits of my labor and then start juicing it
Baby what good is all that ass if you ain't moving it
Go on drop it down and show a nigga what you do with it
Go on drop it down and show a nigga what you do with it
Go on drop it down and show a nigga what you do with it
Baby what good is all that ass if you ain't moving it
Go on drop it down and show a nigga what you
You gonna love me like Ye love Ye
I run the game
I let the losers do the play by play
I'm in a rush
I can't just take it day by day
I'm plotting now for the future making thangs my way
If you ain't got nothing to offer
Then don't bother with input
I ain't even bait my line
Or throw it in cause they been hooked
I done crossed half these fucks
And broke they ankles they been shook
Aye lil' hoe just so you know
Your friends is giving me big looks
Baby I break them
I don't ever take them broke
And when all things clear
I'm what's standing behind the smoke
Look I don't ever hang with brokies
I'm a rope
And I stay coming at your neck
You bout to choke
Ain't no Heimlich gonna save you
I do you dirty and you still won't get clean
If they bathe you
I'm blazing my own trail
But I seen a few play-throughs
They touching up on my triggers now
I'm feeling enabled
Please do not make me slay you
Go on drop it down and show a nigga what you do with it
Go on drop it down and show a nigga what you do with it
Baby what good is all that ass if you ain't moving it
Go on drop it down and show a nigga what you do with it
I'm bout to crash like a blind man flying a jet
Most of you bitches put me to sleep
The ones that keep it real with me
For the most part is P2P
Player to player I'ma put you on game
If you ain't cooking then you shouldn't get too close to my flame
Yea they try to whip it like me
But it just ain't the same
Something bout my shit hit different
And my flavor's they fave
I put my foot off in that fuck like a shoe
And once you get a whiff
You bout to fiend for my stew
Lil' baby I'm shitting money
It's just green in my stew
And though you look like an angel I see demon in you
And trust me hell ain't that bad once you get used to it
I take the fruits of my labor and then start juicing it
Baby what good is all that ass if you ain't moving it
Go on drop it down and show a nigga what you do with it
Go on drop it down and show a nigga what you do with it
Go on drop it down and show a nigga what you do with it
Baby what good is all that ass if you ain't moving it
Go on drop it down and show a nigga what you
You gonna love me like Ye love Ye
I run the game
I let the losers do the play by play
I'm in a rush
I can't just take it day by day
I'm plotting now for the future making thangs my way
If you ain't got nothing to offer
Then don't bother with input
I ain't even bait my line
Or throw it in cause they been hooked
I done crossed half these fucks
And broke they ankles they been shook
Aye lil' hoe just so you know
Your friends is giving me big looks
Baby I break them
I don't ever take them broke
And when all things clear
I'm what's standing behind the smoke
Look I don't ever hang with brokies
I'm a rope
And I stay coming at your neck
You bout to choke
Ain't no Heimlich gonna save you
I do you dirty and you still won't get clean
If they bathe you
I'm blazing my own trail
But I seen a few play-throughs
They touching up on my triggers now
I'm feeling enabled
Please do not make me slay you
Go on drop it down and show a nigga what you do with it
Go on drop it down and show a nigga what you do with it
Baby what good is all that ass if you ain't moving it
Go on drop it down and show a nigga what you do with it
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Writer(s): Garry Richardson
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