Str8 Drop

Phew Drank God That shit on (Juss cookin' it up, nigga) Yeah Hmm, on God Four hunnid on the jewelry For real Hmm, right now Yeah Drank God Keep that shit going, gang Hmm, hmm (what?) Yeah, yeah Bust down Rollie, I don't f*ck with no police (yeah) I up big blickie and dog, well shit Real street nigga, I don't hang with no rappers Pop out at niggas' shows, take all that shit (on God) Four hunnid in jewelry, me and big Will, nigga (yeah, yeah) Pull up on the six, yeah, we all got blick (oh yeah) Steppin' on shit, five thousand blues Good dog, take it too, mix it all with Fent' Dog Shit Records (yeah), I was gettin' money back with Lou Gram Cookin' up lean in the pot (good money) Hunnid bands on me, slide at LD Nigga feelin' like Mike, twenty-threes on the drop We don't argue with opps (pussy) We'll never squash shit, quit callin' (hello?) Niggas still ain't dropped shit, quit stallin' (ha) You cuffin' that bitch we doggin' Nigga Pull up on the side of a nigga Take the eyes off a nigga and I don't really like to play about opps (opps) And I'm in the trap with a light-skin bitch Like to cook my dope dick and I don't play about pots Junkie had to get a quick fix Let him hit a lil' rock (rock) and he said I got straight drop (drop) How you know I got it out the shop? (Huh?) How you make it lock? (How?) How you get it in with the Glock? (Hold up) Pull up on the side of a nigga Take the eyes off a nigga and I don't really like to play about opps (opps) And I'm in the trap with a light-skin bitch Like to cook my dope dick and I don't play about pots Junkie had to get a quick fix Let him hit a lil' rock (rock) and he said I got straight drop (hold up) How you know I got it out the shop? How you make it lock? (How?) How you get it in with the Glock? You ain't gotta ask me, I'm way too nasty Hundred K in cash, lately I been too flashy Pop another seal 'til my bitch start nagging (what?) Up on all my opps, I ain't really into bragging First day home, young nigga get to dragging (dragging) Give a bitch a bone, I'll smack her on the wagon We from DC, we ain't really into flagging (flag) Body count, bitch, young nigga toe-tagging Gucci and Dior, gotta trap a lot of fashion (fashion) And I'm in the field, I ain't never played Madden (what?) Everything you lil' niggas doin', I done had it (had it) You don't really wanna see me trip with automatic And I got a bitch from out of town, she a savage (savage) Middle of the winter in the rental, doin' damage Runnin' with gorillas, it get iller, don't panic (don't panic) And I'm 'bout my skrilla, kill a nigga with the static (Hold up) Pull up on the side of a nigga Take the eyes off a nigga and I don't really like to play about opps (opps) And I'm in the trap with a light-skin bitch Like to cook my dope dick and I don't play about pots Junkie had to get a quick fix Let him hit a lil' rock (rock) and he said I got straight drop (drop) How you know I got it out the shop? (Huh?) How you make it lock? (How?) How you get it in with the Glock? (Hold up) Pull up on the side of a nigga Take the eyes off a nigga and I don't really like to play about opps (opps) And I'm in the trap with a light-skin bitch Like to cook my dope dick and I don't play about pots Junkie had to get a quick fix Let him hit a lil' rock (rock) and he said I got straight drop (drop) How you know I got it out the shop? (Huh?) How you make it lock? (How?) How you get it in with the Glock?