Drop Style

Dream of you ever since Now I've built up my confidence And next, next time you come my way Twoey, tapped in like a you know, aye, aye F*ck your favorite list, niggas know I'm with the streets need Baby got the flight, I got the rental and the suite fees Push to start shit lil' baby, we don't need keys Use your throat, lil' mama, we don't need knees Might tell a joke, never tell a lie to you Saying I'm the plug, never take a buy from you Gotta come get it if you want it, I can't fly to you Niggas tryna sell it for the low to the high earner That nigga hella sassy, man, his mama should've swallowed him Speaking on my name to the bitch, now she following My bitch say I'm just tryna be seen, she ain't commenting Attitude trash, I don't know what her problem is I don't care if you fuckin' him, just keep it off the net Better show me some respect if you love that bitch to death Cause my shooters keep on (spinning) yeah, they (spinning) F*ck a vest, ain't no leg shot bussing Bitch we shoot above the neck Above the rim with the .45 Put him in the bag, I'll show you shit just like a tour guide Do that skit today, same time tomorrow, I'll be poolside Make it cold for niggas, since these niggas think they cool, guys It's easy, I don't f*ck with niggas like I'm straight up out the Klu Klan Pulling up with Dime, yeah, you know that that's a two-man Bitch, I'm from the East, my fingers twisting like a two-strand All my niggas packing like they fucked around the moved-in They say I fell off cause I ain't came and dropped style You niggas know what's up, yeah, you know how I get down Yeah, my bitch my main shooter, she pull through and tear the crowd I could lose my bitch today in 24, I'm on the prowl Bitch, you know my name, so when you say it, say it loud She text my phone like, where you at? Somewhere in the clouds I ain't care about you then, give a f*ck about you now If you wanna see my face, you better make it worth my while, aye Yeah, remember when I had a 50 ball in a Jansport On a flight with P's, tryna get it through the airport You can hurt my feelings, bitch, I kinda gotta care first So ahead of niggas, man, I get these niggas head starts Why would I beef about a ho? She is not mine Blow my phone down when I don't answer This a hotline, this nasty bitch crazy with the head Call her Einstein, f*ck her on the beach while I'm sipping on a Mai Tai Keep these f*ck niggas out your mix, they is not gang Left that drunk bitch out the room, she cannot hang Niggas down they mans for a ho, we is not the same Never say that number in my phone, I forgot her name Had to keep the money in the box, I don't f*ck with banks Niggas always clutch it when they bust it, but they fire blanks Told neph, serve me up a deuce when he pouring drank Bitch, start trippin' when I sip it, she be actin' stank She said we breakin' up, baby, you can love me now or love me never Post you on my page, tatt your name, we together forever She love me cause I'm real, she f*ck me good, I f*ck her better She love me cause I'm real, she f*ck me good, I f*ck her better Yeah, hey, yeah, gotta do your shit, uh Do your shit, do your, do your, do your shit Twoey