Lyrics:
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See I keep it in my lap, I ain't slippin' for none
I ain't got sprayed by any but homie I ain't done
I'm bout to raise a truck and drop a couple
year
It is never clear
Am I ever gonna change careers
Or drop another album and disappear
Who knows
By the way, I don't do shows
I stay home and scroll
just fold up and lay down
Slamming hard passing by the schools and the playgrounds
Everybody knows when Short's in town
'Cause I keep the beats
go down mandeville road
Me go down mandeville road
Drop them one by one
Drop them two
a serve a hollow to a adversary in a hurry
Hail mary
I ain't perfect by a long shot
Put torture on this culture
Don't judge me unless you walk on water
catastrophe is happening
Now you grabbing me
Know I have to be right by your side
Ain't no asking me, I'm your ride or die
And I got you for some time
I might
Written By: Darryl Hop Hill Jr.
Yeah
[CHORUS]
Pop it (Pop it),
I'm watching you, the way you drop it (Drop it)
You speed it up then you don't
make it clap like I sit in the stands
He tryna lock me up all because I made it drop
Like it slipped out my hands (woo)
Face down (face down), ass
I drop the beat in the beaker turn up the stove
Str8t drop my bars now they tearin down my door
For this pure uncut cut that's str8t drop
They want
you put your hands up and then drop (drop, drop)
Let me see you put your hands up and then drop (drop, drop)
I was only 19 last year
Tryna make a path
go down mandeville road
Me go down mandeville road
Drop them one by one
Drop them two
Girls how they drop it down low down low
When I take it to the spot watch it go watch it go
Gotta see it see it now here we go here we go
Gotta love
at the very top, pop
Watch me 'cause I'm very hot, pop
Pop me like a lemon drop, pop, pop
Pop me like a lemon drop, pop, pop
Pop me like a lemon drop
And I'm mugging like I'm mean
Gone and fuck it up
Like you bout to tear a spleen
Drop that thang like a dump truck
Oooh let's go get it get it
Drop that
cat'll do
Sixth, sixth, sixth sense, in the ghost
I'm with your boo (with your boo)
By, by the time we roll, save these hoes, switcheroo
(Drop, drop
You drop it just to pick it up
You pick it up just to drop it
Drop it
Drop it
It's the arcade coin operated organism
It's controlled by a stick
flood
Im known in the club
They cuffin they chick
I know how they does
Fucked his bitch
And he dappin me up
And he know what it was
Bitch
Drip
drop
Boy I drop dead for you
I'm drop dead gorgeous for you
Boy I drop dead for you
Drop dead only for you
If I wore mascara
The lines were running down
(Maybe in this song, you shouldn't start by saying)
Nigga, I said it, I know that you mad
I've emptied the clip over friendlier jabs
You mentioned
Drop-dead
I'm gettin' money, know you really hate me
The rock said
Oww know your role, that new love is fake to me
I eat the pussy the best when I
C'mon!
The A-U-T-O-L-O-G-I-C
The A-U-T-O-L-O-G-I-C
Hey
The A-U-T-O-L-O-G-I-C
Drop auto logic
You thought you could get with
Me and Tommy
Muevete duro, hey hey
Tonight it's a special night, to get you by my side
I've been waiting all week long to get it on with you
Sometimes we hit
it's da bomb
it's da bomb
I drop bombs like Hiroshima
it's da bomb
I know you hear me comin here I come
So you besta watch ya back
it's
leave more
I can tell by the conversation motherfuckers should see more
All them dark days when a motherfucker wanted to be more
Too many flights, baby
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