DROP & GIVE ME 55 ft. Joseph Torres Lyrics

I can never walk you and then hold your fucking hand

Comparin' me to rappers, I'm a boulder, they some sand

You drinkin' Casa Migos cause you couldn't buy the brand

I'm drinkin' bottles older than my grandparents from Gen X

Cracker need some bed rest for all the beef to digest

While out here makin' progress

You woke me from my slumber, hear the thunder

I'm a Loch Ness, the situation got so out of hand I need a lock in

Alright, it's locked

Throw the key out, been clutchin' 1v1s while you gettin' my rebounds

Shit I told you years ago is out of brain, you senile

Had to stop the navigation cause that shit would reroute

I know what to do about it, take my own path

Gain and losing weight less times that I can count you relapsed

You pussies are disgraceful to the game that bought your weed bag

Drop and give me 55, I got a word to C-Mac

Man, that's some weak pack, take the weed back

You crashed the whip too many times, I gotta take the keys back

All the products shippin' out from you came with a defect

Like when your mama gave birth to you, shit I ain't keep that

See, do you get it yet

The bigger threat

I put the pan on high, you see it start to simmer yet

Yes baby, I know Russian way more than just Privet

Bigger ass than Pluto, she a dwarf and she got reset

You just entertainment, I went and arranged it

You was just a stranger, and your kind is endangered

Flippin' scripts in every angle, pink power, she Ranger

She make me make bangers, then started pointin' fingers

If you buy a strap, then you gotta know how to aim it

I could bop your head, but my homies can go crank it

All this shit, now beggin' for mercy, cracker, just save it

Home Depot Mexicans gon' put you in the pavement, shit

Drop and give me 55

You know this shit, you and I

Rollin' with the squad and talkin' suicide

Emotional pussies, y'all some Geminis

Circus, circus, y'all some clowns and I'm the realest

Not showing mercy to no crackers like some bitches

Estrogen pills in your system hurt your feelings

Can be a fan, but you can't ever touch the ceiling, uh

Catchin' Z's cause this shit really too easy

After the G, I'ma have to walk it briefly

How you suck at rappin' and you from the fuckin' PeachTree

I'm a dragon, spittin' flames, like Mrs. Kipling, uh

Yes, from Jessie

You think this shit for clout, so you wanna be my bestie

Anybody that I call my bestie gotta neck me

I ain't talkin' Super Cuts, I mean it very sexually

Y'all not a threat to me, fix you like vasectomy

Rappin' is like ecstasy, me and you got chemistry

But that don't mean we never beef, not even my enemy

I can show you legacy while you keep showin' bread to me

Actin' like I never seen a briefcase full of ketamine

Methamphetamine, shoot like Kennedy

Had these bitches singin' melodies, fuck up the remedy

You been fuckin' ugly bitches since I heard of Trinity

Drop it, give me 55

You know this shit, you and I

Rollin' with the squad and talkin' suicide

Emotional pussies, y'all some Geminis

Circus, circus, y'all some clowns and I'm the realest

Not showin' mercy to no crackers like some bitches

Estrogen pills in your system hurt your feelings

Can be a fan, but you can't ever touch the ceiling, uh

Lurkin', lurkin' in the deepest part of clearings

Perfect, perfect, if the check gon' say a million

Encino Commens, my bitch shoppin' at Pavilions

Yo, bitch acting stupid I'ma have to kill her, huh

You just entertainment, I went and arranged it

You was just a stranger, and your kind is endangered

Flippin' scripts in every angle, pink power, she Ranger

She make me make bangers, then started pointin' fingers

If you buy a strap, then you gotta know how to aim it

I could bop your head, but my homies can go crank it

All this shit, now beggin' for mercy, cracker, just save it

Home Depot Mexicans gon' put you in the pavement, shit