Straight Drop ft. DopeMan J Lyrics

Yeah, yeah, yeah

Yeah, yeah, yeah

Yeah, yeah, yeah

Fuck a stupid fiend, I'm really out here grinding

But you really be out here and you see me shining

I'm fucking up the game, rap go insane

This yo bitch like a bullet hit yo head

Pack of fucking bullets, it's the right name

Stupid pussy ass niggas, yeah you know I go insane

Smoking straight pain, leaves a straight stain

But you ain't got that bitch, I'm really in this game

I ain't the lil nigga, thought I was

Got them 30 pound clips, see what it does

We pull all up, running like doves

Keep the motherfucking AIDS right where it was

You ain't bout shit, we're talking boy

Or you'll end up just like a motherfucking toy

You think I'm fucking playing, you ain't really staying

Fly back to Philly while my birds stay playing

Making straight drops, around my whole hood

While you're on the sidelines screaming what's good

That's why I stay smiling, really crying

Stupid lil boy smoking rocko back to front

Stay in your own lane, I ain't too brag

But I'm really out here and I'm flexing that cash

While you're riding in the green bean, I'm a machine

Fucking with these bitches, I might hit a green bean

Yeah I'm fucking with these bitches, might hit a green bean

Bitch I'm telling my club niggas, the access is that fucking elite

Pull up on the scene, til that fuck nigga come for me

I ain't the dealer, I ain't got a lot

Nigga we're running through the city like a shitty straight drive

Pull up on these fucking niggas and you know I pop

Pop, moving straight drive

Yeah fucking nigga we don't play

Yeah I'm at your house everyday