When You Dropping?
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
I stay locked in
In the booth and that I'm clocked in
When I get started you know i ain't stopping
Hitting my phone like Kan when you dropping
I get T'ed up
I get focused I'm putting the seat up
That was easy I'm kicking my feet up
That was easy I'm kicking my feet up
I get cheese i ain't talking velveeta
Heard you been kinda been kinda lame
Bet the money ain't making it change
Yeah I really don't follow the rules i don't care if we playing a game
Like asylum I'm really insane
Better listen up to what I be saying
Only one of us can really remain
Let's see who can take up most of this pain
Ima blow up
All this money you know it's gon go up
Keeping it pushing I feel like a tow truck
Keeping it fast ain't no time to slow up
Just like the house you know we gon go up
Listen to me better go keep your dough up
It do not mean nothing if you don't show up
Brodie not ready you know that he froze up
Chopping up like hibachi
Shawty she putting the flame on her tongue like a taki
Robbin the government in enies lobby
I'm with my gang nobody can stop me
She want the Louie the Gucci, Versace
She want the bag and it comes from givenchy
Medication get me slumped like a zombie
Gotta watch the people that around me
Looking like you outta luck
Shawty she said she wanna fuck
Keeping green like a buck
Nashville nigga I feel like I'm chuck
Philly nigga wanna bub
Hating on you they don't want show you no love
I was just getting this money my nigga pull up in a big body truck
Ah damn why he talking
Not about money so why he keep calling
Balling in Philly I feel like I'm harden
Why I keep rapping I'm putting my all in
When he keep looking he better keep walking
Kicking the boy man I feel like a spartan
Whip got no keys need a push just to start it
She star for the show, for the show she gonna show off
She mad at every nigga that's in the room so you know she gonna go off
Opportunities that you miss you know your doors closed off
Niggas really be some bitches these niggas be asking so soft
Started rapping
Yeah I hopped in the booth started rapping
Losing my temper, yeah I started snapping
A lot of people ain't believe it at first
Drop my first song, they remember the words
Gotta go harder I'm all on the verse
But I still had to go take a break
Evolution yeah, you know that I changed
Now I'm back and I'm harder than ever
Killing these niggas don't care about the weather
Hot as hell nigga I feel like the nether
Kan the Don here so you don't want the pressure
Oh, you don't know me
Damn know that she know me
Fuck it and hop in the V got it on me
Damn, I know that she know me fuck it I hop in this bitch like Ginobili
I ain't been dropping for like a month
Uh maybe like six
When I come back, I'm gonna drop a lil song
Back to back and you know that it's hit after hit
I just might come back and drop a little tape just to let you know that I really be the shit
Run it up and you know how we get it blue checks so you know I am legit
I run it up with the racks
I run it up with the rackies
I run it up with the racks
Baby you sit in the backseat
I run it up with the racks
Cause money it sit on the lap
I run it up with the racks
Lil baby you get in the back
Yeah
Yeah
I stay locked in
In the booth and that I'm clocked in
When I get started you know i ain't stopping
Hitting my phone like Kan when you dropping
I get T'ed up
I get focused I'm putting the seat up
That was easy I'm kicking my feet up
That was easy I'm kicking my feet up
I get cheese i ain't talking velveeta
Heard you been kinda been kinda lame
Bet the money ain't making it change
Yeah I really don't follow the rules i don't care if we playing a game
Like asylum I'm really insane
Better listen up to what I be saying
Only one of us can really remain
Let's see who can take up most of this pain
Ima blow up
All this money you know it's gon go up
Keeping it pushing I feel like a tow truck
Keeping it fast ain't no time to slow up
Just like the house you know we gon go up
Listen to me better go keep your dough up
It do not mean nothing if you don't show up
Brodie not ready you know that he froze up
Chopping up like hibachi
Shawty she putting the flame on her tongue like a taki
Robbin the government in enies lobby
I'm with my gang nobody can stop me
She want the Louie the Gucci, Versace
She want the bag and it comes from givenchy
Medication get me slumped like a zombie
Gotta watch the people that around me
Looking like you outta luck
Shawty she said she wanna fuck
Keeping green like a buck
Nashville nigga I feel like I'm chuck
Philly nigga wanna bub
Hating on you they don't want show you no love
I was just getting this money my nigga pull up in a big body truck
Ah damn why he talking
Not about money so why he keep calling
Balling in Philly I feel like I'm harden
Why I keep rapping I'm putting my all in
When he keep looking he better keep walking
Kicking the boy man I feel like a spartan
Whip got no keys need a push just to start it
She star for the show, for the show she gonna show off
She mad at every nigga that's in the room so you know she gonna go off
Opportunities that you miss you know your doors closed off
Niggas really be some bitches these niggas be asking so soft
Started rapping
Yeah I hopped in the booth started rapping
Losing my temper, yeah I started snapping
A lot of people ain't believe it at first
Drop my first song, they remember the words
Gotta go harder I'm all on the verse
But I still had to go take a break
Evolution yeah, you know that I changed
Now I'm back and I'm harder than ever
Killing these niggas don't care about the weather
Hot as hell nigga I feel like the nether
Kan the Don here so you don't want the pressure
Oh, you don't know me
Damn know that she know me
Fuck it and hop in the V got it on me
Damn, I know that she know me fuck it I hop in this bitch like Ginobili
I ain't been dropping for like a month
Uh maybe like six
When I come back, I'm gonna drop a lil song
Back to back and you know that it's hit after hit
I just might come back and drop a little tape just to let you know that I really be the shit
Run it up and you know how we get it blue checks so you know I am legit
I run it up with the racks
I run it up with the rackies
I run it up with the racks
Baby you sit in the backseat
I run it up with the racks
Cause money it sit on the lap
I run it up with the racks
Lil baby you get in the back
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Writer(s): Akan Callender
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