Drop Top lyrics

[Intro]
(Yo, Lucas, you heard?)
Swervin' in a drop top
Louis, Fendi, Prada

[Chorus]
I'm swervin' in a drop top
Ooh, Louis, Fendi, Prada
You, I could get you fly
You a baddie, you don't gotta try
You number one, not three or two
'Bout to make me say, "I do"
I could get you right, but you a baddie, you don't gotta do too much

[Verse]
In the GLS, this Maybach too clutch
I'ma close the curtains in the back of your bus
When it comes to money, know you stack it up
But you're f*ckin' with a baller, so it really don't matter
If I see an opp, bet his sh*t get splattered
I'm steppin' in designer, still a certified crasher
When it comes to shorty, she a certified bad one
Certified splashеr, I put her in a Rollie
Why thesе n*gga hate me? They don't even know me
n*ggas who on di*k be the same ones that owe me
Shorty from Toronto, I call her my lil' crodie
She got that macaroni (Got that macaroni)
[Chorus]
I'm swervin' in a drop top
Ooh, Louis, Fendi, Prada
You, I could get you fly
You a baddie, you don't gotta try
You number one, not three or two
'Bout to make me say, "I do"
I could get you right, but you a baddie, you don't gotta do too much