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Crop Top Drop Video (MV)




Performed By: Mort Vivant
Length: 3:18
Written by: Garrett Kowaleski




Mort Vivant - Crop Top Drop Lyrics




Crop top drop
Scoring like a drop shot, taking off your top
Crop top drop
Young gun in the drop top, smoking with hot thots
Crop top drop
Scoring like a drop shot, taking off your top
Crop top drop
Young gun in the drop top, smoking with hot thots

Crop top drop, bra pop pop, ass go plop, on my...
Whipping with smoke work, always lurking, skrrrtin, looking out for cops
Without blinking, hands not shaking, light that blunt its essential cunt
While I smack, shawtys ass, speeding fast, slaying thots
Lane switching, lames I pass, f*ck you thought
Saucing like that, whipping foreign like mad, low key tripping on splat, tires never going flat
Tricks under my hat, power of a hellcat. horsepower don't cower when given a chance
Oh you're just talking like that, fronting ain't whipping foreign like that. you right
Just not yet... i'll work on that. fresh in the game but, next up to bat
Sauce real hot, like i'm cooking in the kitchen
Shit dumb spicy, like i'm spitting, pure capsaicin
Be, around me, might catch envious envisions
Bitches, malicious people with indecisive intentions, I end them

Crop top drop
Scoring like a drop shot, taking off your top
Crop top drop
Young gun in the drop top, smoking with hot thots
Crop top drop
Scoring like a drop shot, taking off your top
Crop top drop
Young gun in the drop top, smoking with hot thots

But let's change up, cause irregardless, imma live lawless, living so carefree
Smoking on screaming trees, that stanko cheese, excuse my oddness it comes naturally
It's why i got lore, sheeps lining up at my doors. fiending for my spit bars like i'm a xanny plug
Hit em' with a shrug, a slug they be moving slow. imma soar live dreamy, and fly above
A banshee, colossus gaining speed, i'm cooking
Blunt monkey, exotic coup stolen? you guessed it
Took the keys from some scrub, wifey straight crooked
At my request, she grabbed them, now we zooming
She having no regrets feeling zooted
Telling me i'm the bestest, but you already knew it
Hooning and gooning with no roof
Car topless like your girl
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Crop top drop
Scoring like a drop shot, taking off your top
Crop top drop
Young gun in the drop top, smoking with hot thots
Crop top drop
Scoring like a drop shot, taking off your top
Crop top drop
Young gun in the drop top, smoking with hot thots

Crop top drop, bra pop pop, ass go plop, on my...
Whipping with smoke work, always lurking, skrrrtin, looking out for cops
Without blinking, hands not shaking, light that blunt its essential cunt
While I smack, shawtys ass, speeding fast, slaying thots
Lane switching, lames I pass, f*ck you thought
Saucing like that, whipping foreign like mad, low key tripping on splat, tires never going flat
Tricks under my hat, power of a hellcat. horsepower don't cower when given a chance
Oh you're just talking like that, fronting ain't whipping foreign like that. you right
Just not yet... i'll work on that. fresh in the game but, next up to bat
Sauce real hot, like i'm cooking in the kitchen
Shit dumb spicy, like i'm spitting, pure capsaicin
Be, around me, might catch envious envisions
Bitches, malicious people with indecisive intentions, I end them

Crop top drop
Scoring like a drop shot, taking off your top
Crop top drop
Young gun in the drop top, smoking with hot thots
Crop top drop
Scoring like a drop shot, taking off your top
Crop top drop
Young gun in the drop top, smoking with hot thots

But let's change up, cause irregardless, imma live lawless, living so carefree
Smoking on screaming trees, that stanko cheese, excuse my oddness it comes naturally
It's why i got lore, sheeps lining up at my doors. fiending for my spit bars like i'm a xanny plug
Hit em' with a shrug, a slug they be moving slow. imma soar live dreamy, and fly above
A banshee, colossus gaining speed, i'm cooking
Blunt monkey, exotic coup stolen? you guessed it
Took the keys from some scrub, wifey straight crooked
At my request, she grabbed them, now we zooming
She having no regrets feeling zooted
Telling me i'm the bestest, but you already knew it
Hooning and gooning with no roof
Car topless like your girl
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Writer: Garrett Kowaleski
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