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letra de drop top - old skool

[intro]
whoo whoo whoo
pullin up hey
drop my top hey
hey

[verse 1]
used to take the bus, used to walk way back home (walk it)
now a n-gga rich, now i paint the maybach chrome (skrt)
walk with a choppa, shoot you in the f-ckin’ dome (grra)
walk with a pocket rocket, hit you in the dome
all these b-tches f-ckin’ with me ’cause a n-gga wealthy (rich)
n-gga talk sh-t, imma have to cut your belly (cut it)
hopped up on a private then i flied to new delhi
f-ckin’ with these b-tches, p-ssy juicy like a cherry (juice)
dropped the top on the porsche, now i’m f-ckin’ freezin’ (cold)
plus the diamonds hittin’, i might get a f-ckin’ seizure (ice)
dropped racks on the watch, that’s a new freezer (ice)
i’m new to the game, but it look like i’m the senior
lotta people doubted me, shout out to my teachers (f-ck you)
12 watchin’, i had to fire up a reefer (fire)
zoomin’ in my benz, with a bad b-tch, she a eater (eat)
tennis chains on my neck, i might catch a fever (sick)
look at my pinky ring, n-gga, that’s a blizzard (pinky)
f-ckin’ up commas, n-gga, i’m gettin’ dizzy (commas)
whippin’ up that dope, i’m lookin’ like a wizard (magic)
pour some sprite in my pint, ’cause i like it fizzy (lean)

[chorus]
dropped the top on the lamb now i’m gettin cold (cold)
iced out cuban chain, 24 karat gold (ice)
i got big racks in my pockets, nun my money fold (no)
i got big racks in my pockets, nun my money fold
dropped the top on the lamb now i’m gettin cold (cold)
iced out cuban chain, 24 karat gold (ice)
i got big racks in my pockets, nun my money fold (no)
i’m rich and that’s no cap, i don’t care what you been told (ion give a f-ck)

[verse 2]
i’m rich and that’s no cap (no cap)
meet patron, yeah, it slap (it hit)
back in the days, i used to trap
cookie, i blaze it, then took a nap (nap)
pull up to you, keepin’ the strap
big booty shorty, she make it clap (-ss)
‘what the f-ck happened to rap?’
shut the f-ck up, all you do is yap (shut up)
dropped my top, then i felt insane (woah)
and your b-tch stay with me, i give her money, she give me brain (simple)
cashed out on a new lear, and went all the way to spain (jets)
new n-ggas came in the game, with clout that they want to gain (clout)
look at my iced out chain, n-gga, it’s a weather changer (chain)
run up on me with yo’ n-ggas you bet you’ll get in danger (better run)
i’m chillin in my new ‘cedes, you ridin’ a ford ranger (huh)
you ridin’ a ford ranger, i’m ridin’ a foreigner (skrt)

[outro]
yeah
you know i showed y’all n-ggas how to do it
i came in the game
i came in the system, no cheat codes
dropped my top
skrrt
absynapse on the beat, n-gga

- old skool

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