I just copped a drop top now you want me
Pull up make your heart stop like a zombie
You can't stop me i'm a little cocky i'm on top spot while you be watching
Watching me play from the bleachers drop a bando on my sneakers
She don't like it so I leave her she just mad cause I don't need her
I just copped a drop top now you want me
Pull up make your heart stop like a zombie
You can't stop me i'm a little cocky i'm on top spot while you be watching
Watching me play from the bleachers drop a bando on my sneakers
She don't like it so I leave her she just mad cause I don't need her
Now she mad cause I f*cked her friend
I couldn't help it that bitch a ten
Don't pretend I won't f*ck again yeah she my Barbie and i'm her Ken
In the benz and i'm f*cking zooming
120 that's just me cruising
Fire beats like i'm metro boomin
I stay winnin you stay losing
Meetin up and we at the show
She tryna f*ck, I gotta go
Don't pretend you ain't just a hoe I f*cked her friends like she f*cked my bros
Meet me up at the liqour store
Drank my drank so i'll drink some more
Drink so much I could lose control
Sippin slow I sold my soul
I just copped a drop top now you want me
Pull up make your heart stop like a zombie
You can't stop me i'm a little cocky i'm on top spot while you be watching
Watching me play from the bleachers drop a bando on my sneakers
She don't like it so I leave her she just mad cause I don't need her
I just copped a drop top now you want me
Pull up make your heart stop like a zombie
You can't stop me i'm a little cocky i'm on top spot while you be watching
Watching me play from the bleachers drop a bando on my sneakers
She don't like it so I leave her she just mad cause I don't need her
Louis belt with that Gucci bag that fendi prada I don't mean to brag
Feel like Escobar with that fire stash if you a snitch then you a rat
If you wanna bag better have the cash, if you wanna smoke better have some match
That's your girl better hold me back that ass looks fat and i'm tryna clap
Walk out the bank got twenty racks you talk ya talk but won't talk bout that
So walk your wack ass back to rap class re-write your notepad and leave your bitch back
So we can chit-chat and drop our Snapchats I gotta get that I gotta hit
She throw that shit back and make that ass clap
Man the bitch bad
Have the bitch back
Kob3 - Drop Top Lyrics
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I just copped a drop top now you want me
Pull up make your heart stop like a zombie
You can't stop me i'm a little cocky i'm on top spot while you be watching
Watching me play from the bleachers drop a bando on my sneakers
She don't like it so I leave her she just mad cause I don't need her
I just copped a drop top now you want me
Pull up make your heart stop like a zombie
You can't stop me i'm a little cocky i'm on top spot while you be watching
Watching me play from the bleachers drop a bando on my sneakers
She don't like it so I leave her she just mad cause I don't need her
Now she mad cause I f*cked her friend
I couldn't help it that bitch a ten
Don't pretend I won't f*ck again yeah she my Barbie and i'm her Ken
In the benz and i'm f*cking zooming
120 that's just me cruising
Fire beats like i'm metro boomin
I stay winnin you stay losing
Meetin up and we at the show
She tryna f*ck, I gotta go
Don't pretend you ain't just a hoe I f*cked her friends like she f*cked my bros
Meet me up at the liqour store
Drank my drank so i'll drink some more
Drink so much I could lose control
Sippin slow I sold my soul
I just copped a drop top now you want me
Pull up make your heart stop like a zombie
You can't stop me i'm a little cocky i'm on top spot while you be watching
Watching me play from the bleachers drop a bando on my sneakers
She don't like it so I leave her she just mad cause I don't need her
I just copped a drop top now you want me
Pull up make your heart stop like a zombie
You can't stop me i'm a little cocky i'm on top spot while you be watching
Watching me play from the bleachers drop a bando on my sneakers
She don't like it so I leave her she just mad cause I don't need her
Louis belt with that Gucci bag that fendi prada I don't mean to brag
Feel like Escobar with that fire stash if you a snitch then you a rat
If you wanna bag better have the cash, if you wanna smoke better have some match
That's your girl better hold me back that ass looks fat and i'm tryna clap
Walk out the bank got twenty racks you talk ya talk but won't talk bout that
So walk your wack ass back to rap class re-write your notepad and leave your bitch back
So we can chit-chat and drop our Snapchats I gotta get that I gotta hit
She throw that shit back and make that ass clap
Man the bitch bad
Have the bitch back
Pull up make your heart stop like a zombie
You can't stop me i'm a little cocky i'm on top spot while you be watching
Watching me play from the bleachers drop a bando on my sneakers
She don't like it so I leave her she just mad cause I don't need her
I just copped a drop top now you want me
Pull up make your heart stop like a zombie
You can't stop me i'm a little cocky i'm on top spot while you be watching
Watching me play from the bleachers drop a bando on my sneakers
She don't like it so I leave her she just mad cause I don't need her
Now she mad cause I f*cked her friend
I couldn't help it that bitch a ten
Don't pretend I won't f*ck again yeah she my Barbie and i'm her Ken
In the benz and i'm f*cking zooming
120 that's just me cruising
Fire beats like i'm metro boomin
I stay winnin you stay losing
Meetin up and we at the show
She tryna f*ck, I gotta go
Don't pretend you ain't just a hoe I f*cked her friends like she f*cked my bros
Meet me up at the liqour store
Drank my drank so i'll drink some more
Drink so much I could lose control
Sippin slow I sold my soul
I just copped a drop top now you want me
Pull up make your heart stop like a zombie
You can't stop me i'm a little cocky i'm on top spot while you be watching
Watching me play from the bleachers drop a bando on my sneakers
She don't like it so I leave her she just mad cause I don't need her
I just copped a drop top now you want me
Pull up make your heart stop like a zombie
You can't stop me i'm a little cocky i'm on top spot while you be watching
Watching me play from the bleachers drop a bando on my sneakers
She don't like it so I leave her she just mad cause I don't need her
Louis belt with that Gucci bag that fendi prada I don't mean to brag
Feel like Escobar with that fire stash if you a snitch then you a rat
If you wanna bag better have the cash, if you wanna smoke better have some match
That's your girl better hold me back that ass looks fat and i'm tryna clap
Walk out the bank got twenty racks you talk ya talk but won't talk bout that
So walk your wack ass back to rap class re-write your notepad and leave your bitch back
So we can chit-chat and drop our Snapchats I gotta get that I gotta hit
She throw that shit back and make that ass clap
Man the bitch bad
Have the bitch back
Writer: Kobe Hartford
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid