Drop It Low lyrics

[Intro]
b*tch, drop it low for me
Low, low
Hm, drop it low
Who made the beat? Apollo, hoe

[Chorus]
Ay, Lil' b*tch on the pill, drop it low for me (Drop it low for me)
I don't do sh*t, she get the dough for me (For me)
And I'm ridin' low, yeah, whole city (Whole city)
And you know I keep a big stick wit' me (Wit' me)
And now I got these racks in my jeans (In my jeans)
I just mixed my sprite wit' my lean (Wit' my lean)
Flippin' work, n*gga want cheese (Want cheese)
Stuck chasin' money, so I cannot sleep, yeah (Sleep)

[Verse 1]
Hunnid grams of Wock', now we straight to the block (To the block)
Had to cop another op, sell the mo'f*ckin' job (Lean)
Had to get my money up, so I beat up on rocks (Woah)
Now n*ggas trippin' cause they watchin', but I got it on lock (Lock)
I'm on the field wit' my n*ggas and we ain't finna stop
They got me home so you know we had to repo on Glocks (Grr)
Skinny n*gga, so don't think I'mma finna lick up a box (Hell no)
We have the poles, you gettin' poled if you try shoot the shot (Boom, boom)
Had to prove it to 'em n*gga, got his name up (Got his name up)
Hella people switched since they seen a n*gga came up (Came up)
And you n*ggas trappin', but I see you n*ggas gave up (Gave up)
I don't f*ck wit' n*ggas, tell you funny n*ggas jade up (Yeah)
Lil' b*tch, I want gang n*gga (I want gang n*gga)
See you freezin' up so no, you cannot hang n*gga (Cannot hang, n*gga)
Yeah, Four-Six, that's the gang (Four-six)
And we sendin' shots, so you speak my name n*gga (Brra)
[Chorus]
Lil' b*tch on the pill, drop it low for me (Drop it low for me)
I don't do sh*t, she get the dough for me (For me)
And I'm ridin' low, yeah, whole city (Whole city)
And you know I keep a big stick wit' me (Wit' me)
And now I got these racks in my jeans (In my jeans)
I just mixed my sprite wit' my lean (Wit' my lean)
Flippin' work, n*gga want cheese (Want cheese)
Stuck chasin' money, so I cannot sleep, yeah (Sleep)

[Verse 2]
I was just broke, now I'm up and I'm flexin' (Flexin')
And I'm the man, I just pulled up in the best whip (Skrrt, skrrt)
My n*ggas doin' hits and know how to make [?] (Boom, boom, boom)
sh*t movin' fast, n*gga get wit' that beam (Brra)
Yeah, that n*gga talkin', but he won't do sh*t (Won't do sh*t)
n*ggas on the block, they ready to shoot sh*t (Shoot sh*t)
And I'm screaming "f*ck 12", made my n*gga [?] (f*ck 12)
b*tch got a fat ass, man, n*gga spill sh*t (Lil' b*tch)
Spent like 20 on my shoes (On my shoes)
Hunnid bands, like what it do? (What it do?)
Uh, f*ck her fresh off the coupe (Off the coupe)
We was hittin' licks, makin' moves (Hittin' licks)

[Chorus]
Lil' b*tch on the pill, drop it low for me (Lil' b*tch drop it low for me)
I don't do sh*t, she get the dough for me (For me)
And I'm ridin' low, yeah, whole city (Whole city)
And you know I keep a big stick wit' me (Wit' me)
And now I got these racks in my jeans (In my jeans)
I just mixed my sprite wit' my lean (Wit' my lean)
Flippin' work, n*gga want cheese (Want cheese)
Stuck chasin' money, so I cannot sleep, yeah (Sleep)
Lil' b*tch on the pill, drop it low for me (Drop it low for me)
I don't do sh*t, she get the dough for me (For me)
And I'm ridin' low, yeah, whole city (Whole city)
And you know I keep a big stick wit' me (Wit' me)
And now I got these racks in my jeans (In my jeans)
I just mixed my sprite wit' my lean (Wit' my lean)
Flippin' work, n*gga want cheese (Want cheese)
Stuck chasin' money, so I cannot sleep, yeah (Sleep)