Droppin Pins Lyrics

I might wake up and do that shit again Stack that paper young nigga and watch what

You spin Keep that pistol close and distance all your friends Only put my trust in this new FN

Big green diamonds in the Rollie BN10 Your shooter ain't hit shit, tell her spin again

Ex-pissed though cause I'm fucking on a friend Call the 50 ball from dropping all these pens

How you call the 50 ball? Working on my laptop Used to shop with you, buy your whole trap now

Don't worry bout how I got it, bitch get your own bread What's in my pocket is my pocket like

Lil Wayne said And niggas getting comfortable with being bird fed Before I get bird fed

Send me to the fed Mama always told me these niggas was easy And niggas playing both sides

With the wrong people Damn, and that's some shit that I don't understand How the fuck you rock

With him? He told on his man He gave them crackers, the blueprint and the flow plan He said life's a

Rollercoaster and raise both hands I might wake up and do this shit again Stack that paper young

Nigga and watch what you spin Keep that pistol close and distance all your friends Only put my

Trust in this new FN Big green diamonds in the Rollie BN10 Your shooter ain't hit shit, tell her

Spin again Ex-pissed though cause I'm fucking on a friend Call the 50 ball from dropping all these pens

That boy Scrill gon' cook that nigga