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 fuck 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?