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letra de dropped off - svrite & twiist

[chorus]
got off the call with my manager
i just him, “i’m gon’ get it going”
my producer just sent me a beat
i just told, “i’m gon’ get the flow in”
b-tch, i’m rappin, i’m rappin the heat
i could never fall under defeat
now that they know i’m making that money
all the sudden they f-cking with me

[verse 1]
it’s whatever, i know how it be
you can’t make a band in a week
my n-gga you mad ’cause you sleep
just stop it, [?]
man, you think that you’re hard, n-gga
we all know you not
we saw you talking to cops
don’t f-ck around, get shot
don’t ever try to do something like that and then coming around on the block
’cause that sh-t is just gon’ get you got
n-gga know it, he probably forgot

[refrain]
b-tch, don’t get dropped off
they f-cking around
tryna get you down, get you knocked off
these n-ggas, they be on my d-ck because they know that i popped off
man you not a man, you a b-tch, and we know that you soft-soft
(just stop trying, n-gga)
[verse 2]
i’ma just stack up my bread, get a lamb truck, yeah
i’ma just f-ck on a b-tch ’cause she bad, i might let her fan-f-ck, yeah
i might just go lay that b-tch on her ass, do some for the camera, aye
i [?] and now she can’t stand up, aye

[verse 3]
told my momma, “don’t worry ’bout nun” (nothing)
you know that i got you for life (let’s go)
man, i had to go to the jeweler (huh)
man, i had to get me some ice (yeah)
man, i get to get me some nice
they gon’ be cold like an ice cube
we taking that b-tch out my life (let’s go)
i told that lil b-tch, “i don’t like you”
and she be like drip-drip
i seen a bad b-tch, and she could get it-get it
she a savage, i know she with it-with it
when she put on her jeans, i seen her ass, and that sh-t fitted-fitted
she could get it-get it (let’s go)
i just went to the store in the morning
she be like, “what the f-ck is you doing?”
b-tch, don’t worry ’bout me where i’m going
told my dawg, “turn me up on the mic”
i gotta do this tonight, yeah
b-tch, i gotta finish the album
i’m talking ’bout summer of svrite (yeah!)
[refrain]
b-tch, don’t get dropped off
they f-cking around
tryna get you down, get you knocked off
these n-ggas, they be on my d-ck because they know that i popped off
man you not a man, you a b-tch, and we know that you soft-soft
(just stop trying, n-gga)

- svrite twiist

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