DROP lyrics

by

YBN Nahmir



[Intro]
(Rado)

[Chorus: YBN Nahmir]
b*tch I got that drop, where these pus*y n*ggas live at
We gon' spin through, I'ma push a n*gga wig back
Then I'ma slow down, 'cause they tell the police all that
Now I'ma stay low, 'cause they all on n*gga wig now
Why the f*ck they talkin' to the feds, like they know these n*ggas
Every time I respond, I bet they post a n*gga
When you see me take your chain b*tch, I backdoor a n*gga
b*tch, I keep that Glock 43 up in your section

[Verse: YBN Nahmir]
b*tch, you know we pop all the Glock's and smack all the opps
b*tch, I’m tryna knock off they meat, if they talking 'bout beef
I swear to God these n*ggas ain't even slide when lil'- die
You ain't even slide on the gang and we hit him right?
You ain't did sh*t for that boy, that's your n*gga right?
A n*gga take one of mine, then he gotta die
A n*gga ain't gon' do sh*t, 'cause he gon' get porked
258, in this set, we on a porch

[Bridge: L'a Papas]
I got n*ggas fightin' life back and forth the court (Court)
n*gga I play ball on and off the court (Court)
We got in a jiffy had to sell the Porsche (Porsche)
I was in a field, I wasn't doin' no chores, b*tch
[Chorus: YBN Nahmir]
b*tch, I got that drop, where these pus*y n*ggas live at
We gon' spin through, I'ma push a n*gga wig back
Then I'ma slow down, 'cause they tell the police all that
Now I'ma stay low, 'cause they all on n*gga wig now
Why the f*ck they talkin' to the feds, like they know these n*ggas
Every time I respond, I bet they post a n*gga
When you see me take your chain b*tch, I backdoor a n*gga
b*tch I keep that Glock 43 up in your section

[Verse 2: L'a Papas]
Ayy, they be like ''Papas why you always on some hot sh*t?'' (n*gga)
'Cause I be really thuggin' outside on a block b*tch (Ayy)
n*gga stop gang bangin' on my life, that's some cop sh*t
I don't want the feds goin' after me, when they drop sh*t (f*ck n*gga)
b*tch, uh, Yeah, it's been a game
I'ma street n*gga put some forgies on the Impala
When I drop off white Forces made your b*tch holla
I put hundred in your face, but you can't get nothin' (f*ck n*gga)

[Bridge: YBN Nahmir]
I put this .40 in your face, make you give it up (Ayy)
Why you talkin' like you active, you is not tough
Finna call up Lil Papas, you know damn well he let that 9 bust
And it ain't sh*t to get a b*tch n*gga popped out
[Chorus: YBN Nahmir]
b*tch I got that drop, where these pus*y n*ggas live at
We gon' spin through, I'ma push a n*gga wig back
Then I'ma slow down, 'cause they tell the police all that
Now I'ma stay low, 'cause they all on n*gga wig now
Why the f*ck they talkin' to the feds, like they know these n*ggas
Every time I respond, I bet they post a n*gga
When you see me take your chain b*tch, I backdoor a n*gga
b*tch, I keep that Glock 43 up in your section
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