Tops Drop lyrics

[Verse 1]
Welcome to the land where it just don't stop
Trunks pop, tops drop, and the front end hop
Paint flop, screens on, actin' bad in the zone
Yeah, it's on, ridin' chrome, ballin' at my home
Texas plates, don't hate, showin' up in the state
Can't wait, get it straight while the front end break
Paid the cost to be the boss, looking good when I floss
Sunshine, let it down, turn it up, and clown
Fool around, hit your block, trunk goin' on knock
Let it up, let it pop, light up the whole block
Southside how we hold, on a gangster stroll
Music hittin' so hard, knockin' off side molds
Hit the highway, cruise control, go on, let it roll
Pour up the drank, fire it up, make sure the windows closed
On chrome high side, throwin' up the Southside
Givin' n*ggas dap, comin' down, wreckin' the slab

[Chorus]
Trunks keep poppin', tops keep droppin' down in Houston
Trunks pop
Tops drop
Trunks keep poppin', tops keep droppin' down in Houston
Trunks pop
Tops drop
[Verse 2]
Now, what's up, H-Town? 'Cause we know that they feel us
Three-wheeler, Vogue peeler, acting bad for scrilla
Swisher burner, bouncin' turner, sittin' low on fours
I'm pullin' through the lot, slammin' doors on buttons
And I'ma slide, slide, slippidy-slide
Pop trunk, let it down, show up in my ride
Roll out the red carpet, never buy it to park it
Valet piece and chain, starch is in my jeans
Hit the club showin' love, tip the dancer a dub
Got killer in the club for after the club
One more time for they mind, I'ma go and put it down
It's that boy Fat Pat, yeah, I gots to clown (Alright)

[Bridge]
I just wanna drop it all night long, yeah
Yeah, yeah
I just wanna drop it all night long, yeah
Drop it, drop it, drop it

[Chorus]
Trunks keep poppin', tops keep droppin' down in Houston
Trunks pop
Tops drop
Trunks keep poppin', tops keep droppin' down in Houston
Trunks pop
Tops drop
[Verse 3]
Gettin' you laced on the game, that cost a fee
Bounce in on the track with P-A-T
Now they see how it be, I'm just a G
c*cked up on three, blowin' on a whole tree
C.B. in the drop, crawlin' down on boys
Right behind him is the Lincoln, my favorite toy
Candy red with the screens and I'm ridin' on cream
Mean mugs, triple beams make reality a dream
Sippin' lean, sticky green make me cloud the whole scene
Europeans, what the deal? Makin' all haters chill
While I show my naked skills, grippin' wood grain grills
Runnin' lights, shinin' bright, floatin' smooth as a kite
Trunk cracked, Fat Pat breakin' all haters' hats
Where they at? Where they at? 'Fore I pull out my gat
Looking good, it's understood, flossing for my hood
Takin' pride in my ride like every player should

[Chorus]
Trunks keep poppin', tops keep droppin' down in Houston
Trunks pop
Tops drop
Trunks keep poppin', tops keep droppin' down in Houston
Trunks pop
Tops drop
Trunks keep poppin', tops keep droppin' down in Houston
Trunks pop
Tops drop
Trunks keep poppin', tops keep droppin' down in Houston
Trunks pop
Tops drop
[Outro]
Trunks pop
Tops drop
Trunks pop
Tops drop
Trunks pop
Tops drop