The Finals

Drop
(Tony Coles)

I dropped a four in a Lipton tea
More green on me than a tree in a dispensary
Temper shorter than mini me
My bitch skin color is the same as Hennessy

I turnt my closet to Saks Fifth
Magician with the Drac', it like to do hat tricks
Face shot fat bitch profile pic, 600 the mob you know that shit
I coulda went with the walk down, but that was too easy, I rather just pop out

Bounce in the Jeep with no door and just hop out
Treat a nigga like Kanye, tape make 'em dropped out (uh)
Security get buck, he get knocked out (uh)
Any plug besides X gettin' socked out (uh)
Any nigga too fly gettin' shot down (uh)
Any bitch too pretty gettin' passed 'round

Heavy metal in this car like a rock star
Four sticks off in this bitch, Kit Kat bar
Break a bitch off a piece, she want a bad boy
Ain't typin' no keys, we pull up where they at, boy
Put them racks on his hat, knock off his cap, boy
EBT bro hit the booth and I snap, boy

Strapped in the trap, this shit feel like Iraq, boy
Pocket full of cake, they callin' me fat boy
Leave out the trap with a six-pack movin' weight
Beat this bitch down every day tryna make a way

Shit can get hard, it's gon' make you or break you
Mix the purple with Tuss like I play for the Lakers
Boy, I sold me a bow, use to play for the Takers
High notes with the pole like that bitch Anita Baker
In the club yellin', "Cuz", we ain't even related
Gotta swallow that sperm, it's a rich nigga baby

Ayy, I don't fuck with these niggas, they really some fakers
Play with me then you meetin' yo' maker
Been havin' more dough than a motherfuckin' baker
If he flexin' too hard, I'ma take some

Came from the dirt, took forever to make some (uh)
Now it's 30K for me to say some (uh)
Hit the bitch from the back, bet I break some (uh)
Boy, you pussy, don't say you gon' take none (let's go)

I been walkin' these streets for a minute
Name a bitch that I spoke to that say I ain't hit it
Name a whip that I got that ain't mine and ain't tinted
Name a Glock that I got, I ain't shot niggas trippin'

Ain't got what I got, how they say I ain't winnin'?
Bitch, we up and they stuck in position
They ain't never cooked dope in no kitchen
Tell 'em come meet the 6ixers, and see how we livin'