smokin outta drop ft. STOOKY Lyrics

We gon run up on a hoe,

Talk bout what he don't

Talk bout, talk bout what he don't

Bitch I run up with that scope

Actin lethal with that hoe

Shit too loud gon blow

Got em on that floor

Bitch she movin low pull up

Pull up then I roll

Run up then I uh

Pull up, pull up in that ghost

They on dick the choppa choke

Decorate your block with bullets

Bitch we finna pull it

Why the fuck I need a holster for my phanny pack gon hold it

You a fein then why you sold it

I might jus go take your soul bitch

Off a X bitch I was rollin

Hadda roll up in that stollen

I done delt with all them ops

Pull up you get popped

Roll up in that drop

Smokin out that drop (I said like)

Put that boy down in a casket, put him in a case

I've been runnin' round the world they can't match my pace

I could really steal your girl anytime and place (blegh)

I could really get your girl to come and give me face (yah yah)

F-Y-E my music, they gon listen to every drop

Why he runnin' from team JXQ, he runnin' from The JXQ (Regel)

Yeah, splittin' up the crowd how we splittin' up the xan

Yuh, kamehameha got me goin' Super Saiyan

Spreadin' out these bands, got me posin' for the gram

Yuh, buyin' from my mans, let me pick from any strand

Huh, like how you pick your hoes?

Eenie meenie miney mo

I got many many more

Huh, yeah yeah yuh fasho

When they hear my sound they say you goin' to the top

Could give a fuck bout where we headin just as long as we bring za

Could give a fuck bout how you get it just as long as that I got it (Grrt!)

Like I'm Dr. Dre, heavy smokin' on that chronic

Yeah...heavy smokin that- (frrr)

Yeah, oh yuh

This shit too tough bruh

C'mon bro, bro I'm listening to it right now

This shit hard as fuck