Drop em, Pt. 2 (feat. ncl cappo)

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Ain't no cheese, get a stack, don't step and be stacked, don't walk down
Got a thousand dollars in my cash, bang it out
Yo, D-T-E-D-A-Y
I slide and race them boys, steady duckin' from that smoke

Them boys swear they pressure , but them boys just be hoes
They be high, Ross the kitty, yeah, you know how that go
Man, after school I catch him runnin', yeah, he just a ho
Man, I'm four up in the morning, girl, steady callin' my phone

Man, I'm drunk, I'm bout that gin, I'm just tryna get a bone
Got a bad brown skin, said she like the way she moan
When I Catch a opp,  best believe I put a five in his back
How you dissing , you know the gang, bitch, you lie, but you know we shoot the trap

Tryna walk a dollar for a hundred gloss, I shoot a mask
Got these diamonds on my chain, they steady blingin' for the fake
Man, y'all boys for y'all heart, y'all get put up in the J
Had that show, slam me a jet, had to put him in Undertake

Man, it's four up in the morning, got me here, I walk a ton
I'm the type of jit that pull up on your block, I get it all
Runnin' five houses in five minutes, yeah, I get it all
Might as well come in a Griswold

Ate that shit, been cookin', y'all be sittin' on the bench
Y'all boys just be rookie, best believe I'm in the field catchin' balls like I'm Waldo
And y'all boys wanna smoke, so I give you all the bottles
She taught me real good, so I told her to swallow

I ain't comin' with no Mr. Man, best believe we all though
Had to step on that gas, best believe I pulled a throttle
How you call me your opp when I walk past you, I tell you
Y'all boys said he dissin', man, y'all jets make me sick

I'm the type of jet pull up on your block and take your girl
Yeah, you fallin' under pressure, that's why y'all boys just be scared
Man, I pull up in your city, shot that Glock like I'm this man
Man, it's four up in the morning, girl, steady callin' my phone

Had to tell her I'm not ready, cause she gave me a bone
I made 200K, I blew it out in a month
Man, I'm duckin' on them boys, call me John Ramone
Man, I'm steppin' on the jets, call them boys my stepping stone

Man, I'm high up in the hill, best believe you know what I'm on
Man, four different girls and four different bills
Man, I hop up out the car, poppin' out with two pills
Might as well call me Juice, cause I walk in armored danger

Green flags what I throw, cause them boys stay dangerous
Man, I'm hoppin' out the pill, got a Glock with a stone in it
Man, I got a new Glock in that junk, got a titty
Man, she said she want my number, so I gave her the text

Run up in the field, take a gun, yeah we goin' up
Man, you call me Spider-Man, but I ain't throwin' out no whip
Catch a opp broad day, bout to throw him to the south
The body droppin' just for no reason, cause they ain't on night

Catch a opp broad day, bout to spin him, do no tuckin'
Bring him to the back, bitch, believe we do no duckin'
Catch a opp broad day, and you know we really steppin'
That's a lil' sign, that's a lil' sign, that's a lil' sign, man

K, K, white, cap up when it's big
Keep doin' all that talkin' on the net, we hit him in the shit
You can run, but you can't hide, lil' nigga, you better dip
Cause if you dissin' all the guys, then best believe we gotta spend
I'm passin' bro, we hit your block, you know we finna let off ten

You should know I'm not a goofy, I say bro, then grab the toolie
Don't forget to clip, cause niggas know we finna shoot a movie
No, I don't want that girl at all, cause she steady be in shoes
Somebody get this bitch away from me, she keep callin' me pookie

I ain't with all that clingy shit, niggas know that we be spankin' shit
I ain't got a flame, throw up, but you know that I be flamin' shit
Best believe by yourself, you got your life or will we take it
I ain't got this gun for nothin', run up on me, then I'm sprayin' it

Hit him in the leg, one time he fall to the ground
These niggas know that we with it, they really know how we get down
I really be in different places, yeah
I'm all around town
Now that nigga dead and you know that his mama got a frown
Hell no, I ain't no king, but I still deserve a crown
And if he talkin' down, then best believe he gon' be underground

And yeah, I got that choppa and you know I stop the oppas
I ain't no dummy, but I think it mean that that's how I'ma stop him
And if a nigga run up on me, then he gonna need a doctor
We on a high speed chase, we never stoppin' for them coppers, king

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