Drop It Off
Young Dolph, Migos
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Yeah (Yeah yeah) It's Dolph, Migos Drop that sack off, drop them racks off Bad bitch in my car, takin' her panties off We know you real soft, yeah that's real talk (real talk) This is for my niggas that get them birds off (yeah yeah) I know I got them people on my coattail (12) If you ain't getting no money I wish you well (go get the money) I'm havin' too much traffic, neighbors don't tell (aye, pull up) I gotta put you down by my clientele Clientele jumpin', I think I'm on to somethin' I never had nothin', that's why I'm always stuntin' (yea) My right hand man was there, when nobody wasn't You ever seen three million cash nigga, in all hundreds Shut the spot down I smell the drug task coming Throw away all the phones, uh I got rich off strong, yeah If you take care of your family then you're my type of nigga I might sit down and chop it up and count some millions with you (woah) Dog a Bounty can't do nothing with a broke hoe Can't trust a nigga because where I'm from they cut throat You play ball, sell weed, or you cooking dope (which one) It ain't 'bout big money, then I ain't who you lookin' for Drop that sack off, drop them racks off Bad bitch in my car, takin' her panties off We know you real soft, yeah that's real talk (real talk) This is for my niggas that get them birds off (yeah yeah) I know I got them people on my coattail (12) If you ain't getting no money I wish you well (go get the money) I'm havin' too much traffic, neighbors don't tell (aye, pull up) I gotta put you down by my clientele Colasso, Gelato Neighbors knockin' at my door askin' what's that loud smell? (Cookie) Draco, aimin' at my peephole (peephole) Ain't 'bout no violence, they gon' tell, quick to call 12 Dribble the ball, bale, we sellin' the raw, shells He poppin' that lame shit The chopper shoot like it's a ball player Give me the pot, give me the pot, and I bet I turn it to paste Who call the shots, who talk on wires? I bet I turn 'em to waste I keep the fire, Michael Myers I'm in the dark, connivin' Bombin' Osama Bin Laden, under the ground plottin' Smokin' on poison ivy, bricks in a porta-potty (bricks) When I'm with Dolph we divin' Slippery diamonds slidin' Drop that sack off, drop them racks off Bad bitch in my car, takin' her panties off We know you real soft, yeah that's real talk (real talk) This is for my niggas that get them birds off (yeah yeah) I know I got them people on my coattail (12) If you ain't getting no money I wish you well (go get the money) I'm havin' too much traffic, neighbors don't tell (aye, pull up) I gotta put you down by my clientele
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Written by: Adolph Thornton, Quavious Marshall, Kirshnik Ball, Kiari Cephus
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