Get The Drop lyrics

[Intro: DaBoii]
(Eazy)
Get the drop, then we gon' get that sh*t handled, n*gga
Light show in the—
On a— yeah

[Verse 1: DaBoii & Babyfxce E]
Get the drop, then we gon' get that sh*t handled, n*gga
Light show up in the club, diamonds dancin' in it
Get the money, kick her out, that's how we handle business
Hit that n*gga with that fire, he a candle with it
Hit that n*gga with that fire, he'll make the news
f*ck what security be talkin' 'bout 'cause we'll break the rules
Tryna hit lil' baby and her friend, and she say it's cool
You ain't ready for this street sh*t, should've stayеd in school (Yeah)

[Verse 2: Babyfxce E]
My pants got an attitude, bro, them b*tchеs Rhude
Bro money different colors, my sh*t baby blue
5.7s in the FN look like a baby tooth
Crazy how you think your b*tch loyal and that's my baby too
Huh, that's my sneaky b*tch
The Glock 9 been hungry all day, now it's finna come through eatin' sh*t
I be on my own sh*t, won't never catch me on no reachin' sh*t
Told my b*tch I f*cked her last year, but it was some recent sh*t
[Verse 3: DaBoii & Babyfxce E]
Yeah, I just got the top from lil' bae, you tryna beat the b*tch?
b*tch keep tryna get up in the whip, she tryna see the Benz
Still be fightin' demons in my sleep, I be seein' sh*t
She like, "Why you chuckle when we f*ck?" 'Cause I'm evil, b*tch
Yeah, you ain't ready for that war, so, n*gga, calm down
How you havin' motion on the 'Gram, but you had mines out? (Yeah)
n*gga smokin' boof and still be loaded, that sh*t not loud (b*tch, b*tch)
Rollers keep on askin' all these questions, what you talkin' 'bout?

[Verse 4: Babyfxce E]
Huh, what you sayin', bro?
Ridin' with the 40 in my hand, bro
Can't shoot it with one hand, bro
Told her that I want a baby with her, but I'm playin' though
Do what you gon' do, but just make sure that you stand on it
Just beat a b*tch down, it's like I put my hands on her
Them bullets hot, they hit his back, gon' put a tan on it
I chased a n*gga with a Draco and he ran from me
How I set the play together? It's like I planned on it

[Verse 5: DaBoii]
I don't talk heads to n*ggas, I put bands on it
Three-hundred-dollar plate with the shrimps and the lamb on it
Heard you caught that lil' n*gga slippin', you ain't blam nothin'?
I just hit the b*tch up off a Perc', left a stamp on her, huh
[Verse 6: Babyfxce E]
I been givin' n*ggas boots, put a ramp on 'em
Two guns on me got it hard to keep my pants up
I be in the room peepin' sh*t, I don't be sayin' stuff
Gave her two hundred dollars just like, "Huh, go get your nails done"