Drop Shit
Uh
Uh
Uh
U Uh
Purple Punch
Ye we got the zip
Red dot on his face like fuckin zit
I might say fuck it and grab the bucket and hit the lick
Ye Yeah
Extened clip on my choppa call that my dirty dick
Wo
SHIT
You know my time don't tick
Ah ah
Frozone don froze my wrist
Shit
Gottdam I pop like dis
Young Nigga aint hot like dis
Shit
Aint give me no pot I piss
Everybody got hate
On this shit
Everybody Hate me Like Chris
Probably
Cause
A nigga
Got
Too much drip
Ive been mopping all Bluefaces
So its hard to slip
I aint trustin Shit
I Ion Trust a Bitch
Glock two tone make a nigga do drifts
Dog on his ass make a nigga jump fence
Crack in the walls
We was really in the trench
Nigga I Dont Need No Help
This shit right here
Nigga
Did It By Myself
So ya ass wanna act up
Let me get my belt
I've been swimming thru the money
Call me Michael phelps
We got choppas
Nigga we got them Big Sticks
Niggas pussy and my Nina got lick
She Dime
But can't get a penny
Ima pigeon I get fly
When I'm drippin
Niggas hated
Dem niggas Pretended
Say you got it
But I know that the rented
In her mouth
Yea she call me the dentist
Dead faces
All my presidents Benjins
Ima Boss
Ima bout my Business
We gon drop shit
We gon Pop shit
I was 13 hitting licks on Pocket Rockets
I was skipping school
Gettin brain
I got knowledge
Told dem you aint bout this
You aint bout shit
Nigga We Gon
Drop Shit
We gon Pop shit
Hit dat nigga twice
Now he drop dead
Ive been feeling right
Tell bruva I'm locked in
IM LOCKED
He boutta pay the price
He kno I'm savage off den Meds
We screaming Green Light
Wo
Cause he on his head
Put a gun down
Hit a nigga like Craig
Nigga try to run cause we heard he a fed
Ion gotta talk watch the Money just Spread
Bih
Shoot a young nigga
Watch a nigga go dead
Put that nigga in his bed
U UH
I got dinero
I got the peso
I got the gawp
I fucked ya bitch in my Gucci slippers and Tommy socks
Thug life but A nigga aint Pac
No
Trappa of the year
Bitch u kno where to shop
I got the keys
Got it on lock
Record Labels askin me when ima Drop
We gon drop shit
We gon Pop shit
I was 13 hitting licks on Pocket Rockets
I was skipping school
Gettin brain
I got knowledge
Told dem
You aint bout dis
You aint bout shit
We gon drop shit
We gon Pop shit
I was 13 hitting licks on Pocket Rockets
I was skipping school
Gettin brain
I got knowledge
Told them
You aint bout this
You aint bout shit
Uh
Uh
U Uh
Purple Punch
Ye we got the zip
Red dot on his face like fuckin zit
I might say fuck it and grab the bucket and hit the lick
Ye Yeah
Extened clip on my choppa call that my dirty dick
Wo
SHIT
You know my time don't tick
Ah ah
Frozone don froze my wrist
Shit
Gottdam I pop like dis
Young Nigga aint hot like dis
Shit
Aint give me no pot I piss
Everybody got hate
On this shit
Everybody Hate me Like Chris
Probably
Cause
A nigga
Got
Too much drip
Ive been mopping all Bluefaces
So its hard to slip
I aint trustin Shit
I Ion Trust a Bitch
Glock two tone make a nigga do drifts
Dog on his ass make a nigga jump fence
Crack in the walls
We was really in the trench
Nigga I Dont Need No Help
This shit right here
Nigga
Did It By Myself
So ya ass wanna act up
Let me get my belt
I've been swimming thru the money
Call me Michael phelps
We got choppas
Nigga we got them Big Sticks
Niggas pussy and my Nina got lick
She Dime
But can't get a penny
Ima pigeon I get fly
When I'm drippin
Niggas hated
Dem niggas Pretended
Say you got it
But I know that the rented
In her mouth
Yea she call me the dentist
Dead faces
All my presidents Benjins
Ima Boss
Ima bout my Business
We gon drop shit
We gon Pop shit
I was 13 hitting licks on Pocket Rockets
I was skipping school
Gettin brain
I got knowledge
Told dem you aint bout this
You aint bout shit
Nigga We Gon
Drop Shit
We gon Pop shit
Hit dat nigga twice
Now he drop dead
Ive been feeling right
Tell bruva I'm locked in
IM LOCKED
He boutta pay the price
He kno I'm savage off den Meds
We screaming Green Light
Wo
Cause he on his head
Put a gun down
Hit a nigga like Craig
Nigga try to run cause we heard he a fed
Ion gotta talk watch the Money just Spread
Bih
Shoot a young nigga
Watch a nigga go dead
Put that nigga in his bed
U UH
I got dinero
I got the peso
I got the gawp
I fucked ya bitch in my Gucci slippers and Tommy socks
Thug life but A nigga aint Pac
No
Trappa of the year
Bitch u kno where to shop
I got the keys
Got it on lock
Record Labels askin me when ima Drop
We gon drop shit
We gon Pop shit
I was 13 hitting licks on Pocket Rockets
I was skipping school
Gettin brain
I got knowledge
Told dem
You aint bout dis
You aint bout shit
We gon drop shit
We gon Pop shit
I was 13 hitting licks on Pocket Rockets
I was skipping school
Gettin brain
I got knowledge
Told them
You aint bout this
You aint bout shit
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