Drop it
I ain't finna come around
If you bout that bullshit
Then Imma have to flip the switch
On your bitch giving dick on the dance floor
Poppin' pills got me feelin' like a bastard
Smokin' gas after class
I ain't even gotta ask her
Bust it down
Throw it back
Hear it clap
Imma come up, eat the bitch then dip
Hit a lick
Taking grams off the brick
I'm bout my money bitch
See me round town with the whole clique
Got a couple bottles and the new whip
Racing downtown, shit
I'm tryna draw a crowd
Hear the music bumpin' loud
Turn it up now
I been on a different grind
But I gotta chase the dime
Fore I end up shootin' nines
I was slackin'
But you'll never catch me lackin'
Steady crackin' on the beat
Movin' pounds of the shit
Makin' moves, that's my shit
Imma drop another hit fore I leave
You gon be posted up
While I end up droppin' drugs
Chasing money that's the only think I'm workin' fore
'Member me and the shit I was searchin' fore
I ain't finna come around
If you bout that bullshit
Then Imma have to come and flip the switch
On your bitch giving dick on the dance floor
Poppin' pills got me feelin' like a bastard
Smokin' gas after class
I ain't even gotta ask her
Bust it down
Throw it back
Hear it clap
Imma come up, eat the bitch then dip
Hit a lick
Taking grams off the brick
I'm bout my money bitch
I don't f*ck wit y'all no more (Aye)
See a couple bands on the dance floor (Aye)
Shoot a couple shots at the door (Aye)
Imma chase this money till I can't no more (Wait)
I don't f*ck wit y'all no more (Wait)
End up in a ditch face down (Aye)
See me riding wit a bad bitch (Bae)
Whys you have to go and f*ck around? (Hey)
You gon end up with your pants down (Yuh)
Hittin it till my legs shake
That's the best date
Ass so phat
When it clap
Sound like an earthquake
F*ck her round town
Face down, ass up
While the music bumpin' loud
Sweat comin' off my face
It's a race
Imma have to save the day
No Tay-K
But I got a couple rounds off my AK
I ain't finna come around
If you bout that bullshit
Then Imma have to flip the switch
On your bitch giving dick on the dance floor
Poppin' pills got me feelin' like a bastard
Smokin' gas after class
I ain't even gotta ask her
Bust it down
Throw it back
Hear it clap
Imma come up, eat the bitch then dip
Hit a lick
Taking grams off the brick
I'm bout my money bitch
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Drop it
I ain't finna come around
If you bout that bullshit
Then Imma have to flip the switch
On your bitch giving dick on the dance floor
Poppin' pills got me feelin' like a bastard
Smokin' gas after class
I ain't even gotta ask her
Bust it down
Throw it back
Hear it clap
Imma come up, eat the bitch then dip
Hit a lick
Taking grams off the brick
I'm bout my money bitch
See me round town with the whole clique
Got a couple bottles and the new whip
Racing downtown, shit
I'm tryna draw a crowd
Hear the music bumpin' loud
Turn it up now
I been on a different grind
But I gotta chase the dime
Fore I end up shootin' nines
I was slackin'
But you'll never catch me lackin'
Steady crackin' on the beat
Movin' pounds of the shit
Makin' moves, that's my shit
Imma drop another hit fore I leave
You gon be posted up
While I end up droppin' drugs
Chasing money that's the only think I'm workin' fore
'Member me and the shit I was searchin' fore
I ain't finna come around
If you bout that bullshit
Then Imma have to come and flip the switch
On your bitch giving dick on the dance floor
Poppin' pills got me feelin' like a bastard
Smokin' gas after class
I ain't even gotta ask her
Bust it down
Throw it back
Hear it clap
Imma come up, eat the bitch then dip
Hit a lick
Taking grams off the brick
I'm bout my money bitch
I don't f*ck wit y'all no more (Aye)
See a couple bands on the dance floor (Aye)
Shoot a couple shots at the door (Aye)
Imma chase this money till I can't no more (Wait)
I don't f*ck wit y'all no more (Wait)
End up in a ditch face down (Aye)
See me riding wit a bad bitch (Bae)
Whys you have to go and f*ck around? (Hey)
You gon end up with your pants down (Yuh)
Hittin it till my legs shake
That's the best date
Ass so phat
When it clap
Sound like an earthquake
F*ck her round town
Face down, ass up
While the music bumpin' loud
Sweat comin' off my face
It's a race
Imma have to save the day
No Tay-K
But I got a couple rounds off my AK
I ain't finna come around
If you bout that bullshit
Then Imma have to flip the switch
On your bitch giving dick on the dance floor
Poppin' pills got me feelin' like a bastard
Smokin' gas after class
I ain't even gotta ask her
Bust it down
Throw it back
Hear it clap
Imma come up, eat the bitch then dip
Hit a lick
Taking grams off the brick
I'm bout my money bitch
I ain't finna come around
If you bout that bullshit
Then Imma have to flip the switch
On your bitch giving dick on the dance floor
Poppin' pills got me feelin' like a bastard
Smokin' gas after class
I ain't even gotta ask her
Bust it down
Throw it back
Hear it clap
Imma come up, eat the bitch then dip
Hit a lick
Taking grams off the brick
I'm bout my money bitch
See me round town with the whole clique
Got a couple bottles and the new whip
Racing downtown, shit
I'm tryna draw a crowd
Hear the music bumpin' loud
Turn it up now
I been on a different grind
But I gotta chase the dime
Fore I end up shootin' nines
I was slackin'
But you'll never catch me lackin'
Steady crackin' on the beat
Movin' pounds of the shit
Makin' moves, that's my shit
Imma drop another hit fore I leave
You gon be posted up
While I end up droppin' drugs
Chasing money that's the only think I'm workin' fore
'Member me and the shit I was searchin' fore
I ain't finna come around
If you bout that bullshit
Then Imma have to come and flip the switch
On your bitch giving dick on the dance floor
Poppin' pills got me feelin' like a bastard
Smokin' gas after class
I ain't even gotta ask her
Bust it down
Throw it back
Hear it clap
Imma come up, eat the bitch then dip
Hit a lick
Taking grams off the brick
I'm bout my money bitch
I don't f*ck wit y'all no more (Aye)
See a couple bands on the dance floor (Aye)
Shoot a couple shots at the door (Aye)
Imma chase this money till I can't no more (Wait)
I don't f*ck wit y'all no more (Wait)
End up in a ditch face down (Aye)
See me riding wit a bad bitch (Bae)
Whys you have to go and f*ck around? (Hey)
You gon end up with your pants down (Yuh)
Hittin it till my legs shake
That's the best date
Ass so phat
When it clap
Sound like an earthquake
F*ck her round town
Face down, ass up
While the music bumpin' loud
Sweat comin' off my face
It's a race
Imma have to save the day
No Tay-K
But I got a couple rounds off my AK
I ain't finna come around
If you bout that bullshit
Then Imma have to flip the switch
On your bitch giving dick on the dance floor
Poppin' pills got me feelin' like a bastard
Smokin' gas after class
I ain't even gotta ask her
Bust it down
Throw it back
Hear it clap
Imma come up, eat the bitch then dip
Hit a lick
Taking grams off the brick
I'm bout my money bitch
Writer: Angel Munoz
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid