letra de get the drop - daboii & babyfxce e
[intro: daboii]
(eazy)
get the drop, then we gon’ get that sh-t handled, n-gga
light show in the—
on a— yeah
[verse 1: daboii & babyfxce e]
get the drop, then we gon’ get that sh-t handled, n-gga
light show up in the club, diamonds dancin’ in it
get the money, kick her out, that’s how we handle business
hit that n-gga with that fire, he a candle with it
hit that n-gga with that fire, he’ll make the news
f-ck what security be talkin’ ’bout ’cause we’ll break the rules
tryna hit lil’ baby and her friend, and she say it’s cool
you ain’t ready for this street sh-t, should’ve stayеd in school (yeah)
[verse 2: babyfxce e]
my pants got an attitude, bro, them b-tchеs rhude
bro money different colors, my sh-t baby blue
5.7s in the fn look like a baby tooth
crazy how you think your b-tch loyal and that’s my baby too
huh, that’s my sneaky b-tch
the glock 9 been hungry all day, now it’s finna come through eatin’ sh-t
i be on my own sh-t, won’t never catch me on no reachin’ sh-t
told my b-tch i f-cked her last year, but it was some recent sh-t
[verse 3: daboii & babyfxce e]
yeah, i just got the top from lil’ bae, you tryna beat the b-tch?
b-tch keep tryna get up in the whip, she tryna see the benz
still be fightin’ demons in my sleep, i be seein’ sh-t
she like, “why you chuckle when we f-ck?” ’cause i’m evil, b-tch
yeah, you ain’t ready for that war, so, n-gga, calm down
how you havin’ motion on the ‘gram, but you had mines out? (yeah)
n-gga smokin’ boof and still be loaded, that sh-t not loud (b-tch, b-tch)
rollers keep on askin’ all these questions, what you talkin’ ’bout?
[verse 4: babyfxce e]
huh, what you sayin’, bro?
ridin’ with the 40 in my hand, bro
can’t shoot it with one hand, bro
told her that i want a baby with her, but i’m playin’ though
do what you gon’ do, but just make sure that you stand on it
just beat a b-tch down, it’s like i put my hands on her
them bullets hot, they hit his back, gon’ put a tan on it
i chased a n-gga with a draco and he ran from me
how i set the play together? it’s like i planned on it
[verse 5: daboii]
i don’t talk heads to n-ggas, i put bands on it
three-hundred-dollar plate with the shrimps and the lamb on it
heard you caught that lil’ n-gga slippin’, you ain’t blam nothin’?
i just hit the b-tch up off a perc’, left a stamp on her, huh
[verse 6: babyfxce e]
i been givin’ n-ggas boots, put a ramp on ’em
two guns on me got it hard to keep my pants up
i be in the room peepin’ sh-t, i don’t be sayin’ stuff
gave her two hundred dollars just like, “huh, go get your nails done”
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