Drop lyrics

[Chorus: Juice WRLD]
Yeah, Oh-Oh, Baby (Woah)
When we drop, Oh-Oh, It's the time to fly off
Don't hold me back, I want to leave
But if you drop me, Oh-Oh (Yeah)
Pop two bottles in the backseat, b*tch
I drop these bars to my ex b*tch, yeah
Drop the EP and the people are happy (Uh)
Start to celebrate, kill your everything
She's the murderer, I'm just drunk, babe
The bodies dropped and I heard the other one, bang
'Till the mornin', we are awakеn, b*tch
Oh-Oh-Oh (Yeah-Ah-Ah)

[Verse: Juice WRLD]
And I see the cash and I chase
Pеople always talking right behind my back but they don’t ever say sh*t to my face
Everytime I help it only gotta fire back now it’s time to give them a lil' taste
Of what became I’m totally different
People amazed by the talent I’m gifted
I’m only 19 and i do got a future
f*ck the people who be talking behind their computers
I got a dream that I’m chasing
Ain’t nobody gonna change it
I’m sick of this mumble rap sh*t
I’m bouta go in and replace it
I’m just getting started
But really it feels like I’m done
[Hook: Drake]
I’ve been on my own
Walking down the road
I just do my own thing
I don’t really care what they say
I’ve been in my lane
I’m sick of giving now I take
I’m done with fakes they all cast shadows make me hide in my shade
I always spit the truth now it’s time for loot I really gotta put em in their place
Now I got a vision Imma make a livin'

[Verse 2: Lil Baby]
Yeah, I took this sh*t down
Been this crazy been doin' this sh*t now
Bih-b*tch I'll f*ck it up now (Nah)
But I feel like your b*tch did it better and before
Keep your b*tches on the floor
f*ck the floor and f*ckin' them b*tch
Don't talk to me when I say "Go" (Go)
Oh my god, drop this sh*t b*tch, fallen angel, hoes
Yeah, Maddison b*tches I keep her next to a draco
Diamond jacket on her ass poppin' (Pop It)
I gave it to her a gift but she blow me instead
Talkin' behind me, I drop the top off
Keep the same locks, b*tch
[Verse 3: Travis Scott & Drake]
Ooh, Drop the top b*tches talkin' in the golden hours (It's lit)
Lock the gyal up, slide Till i make it
Gonna get it once I'm back again
Ride the Jack, boys c*m her all off (Shut the f*ck up)
b*tches wanted to die I'll keep her clothes on
Slide again, post the locations, huh

[Chorus: Juice WRLD]
Yeah, Oh-Oh, Baby (Woah)
When we drop, Oh-Oh, It's the time to fly off
Don't hold me back, I want to leave
But if you drop me, Oh-Oh (Yeah)
Pop two bottles in the backseat, b*tch
I drop these bars to my ex b*tch, yeah
Drop the EP and the people are happy (Uh)
Start to celebrate, kill your everything
She's the murderer, I'm just drunk, babe
The bodies dropped and I heard the other one, bang
'Till the mornin', we are awaken, b*tch
Oh-Oh-Oh (Yeah-Ah-Ah)