TILL I DROP

(This is Houston, go ahead)
Yuh, ay
Yeah I like this beat this shit lowkey fire
Ay, ay, ayy!

Turn up till I drop, ay, I never fuckin stop, ay
Yeah she gave me top, ay, gave me that real slop, ay
Put that powder on the tray, yeah you know I chop, ay
Can never drop a flop, ay, words to my opps, ay
Only dropping bops, yeah, I'm really chasing hits
Only wearing fine drip, yeah, I only wear nice fits
Bartend serving drinks, you know I only make big tips
Booted off this X, yeah come meet me in the pits

Meet me in pits, yuh, I'm feeling this bliss, yuh
Booted off the pill, yeah, you know I never miss, yuh (ay)
Give my girl a kiss, sweet like Chocolate Swiss, yuh
Don't you try to diss, nah, don't talk about no ditch, nah
Fuckin with me now I gotta send him to the abyss, yuh
Geeking out like Hunter Biden at my fucking show
When I get home I'll be nodding, call me Sleepy Joe
Go back out, turn back up, skiing in some snow
Now we in the club, doing blow with Willem Dafoe
He selling me that gas, that's why they call him Green Goblin
Call me a munch, the way I see pussy I be gobbling
Bagged me a new baddie, so bad she be modelling
You know I'll only date if you got that good fashion
Make sure she got that drip before I get to smashing
If she wear designer too, pull up with fits be matching
If she geek up too, only one thing left to do, ay

Turn up till I drop, ay, I never fuckin stop, ay
Yeah she gave me top, ay, gave me that real slop, ay
Put that powder on the tray, yeah you know I chop, ay
Can never drop a flop, ay, words to my opps, ay
Only dropping bops, yeah, I'm really chasing hits
Only wearing fine drip, yeah, I only wear nice fits
Bartend serving drinks, you know I only make big tips
Booted off this X, yeah come meet me in the pits

Never stop, uh, never fuckin stop, uh
Never fuckin stop (ay) till I'm up on top, ay
Been a minute since May Day but it's still fuck the cops
Been a minute since the drama but it's still fuck my opps
Give me my props, yuh
Call me Ken Carson, how I'm fucking on my bitch in my Rick Owens sock
Turning up these crowds, got me feeling like a rock
Star, but I'm rapping, not rocking, call me a wockstar
Got rizz like Rasputin got me feeling like a tsar
Only popping x and blue, can't be doing no bar
Me and my squad to the top yeah we going so far
Never stopping this shit until I'm a superstar

Turn up till I drop, ay, I never fuckin stop, ay
Yeah she gave me top, ay, gave me that real slop, ay
Put that powder on the tray, yeah you know I chop, ay
Can never drop a flop, ay, words to my opps, ay
Only dropping bops, yeah, I'm really chasing hits
Only wearing fine drip, yeah, I only wear nice fits
Bartend serving drinks, you know I only make big tips
Booted off this X, yeah come meet me in the pits



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Writer(s): Carter Britz, Noah Kaufman
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