Drop lyrics

[Verse 1: DaBaby]
I'm in the mall with a stick on me
I whip that b*tch out off the rip
I draw that b*tch down if you pick on me
That n*gga ain't hard, he a b*tch
You think I'm a ho? Then come show me
You know that's a no if you know me
I can't wait to blow at your homie
It ain't in the trunk, b*tch, it's on me
It ain't in the whip, it's just with me
I got different b*tches, I'm picky
Get slapped in your sh*t like I'm Nipsey
I call that boy, "Sissy," he sissy
I pull up in drip, I be drippin'
I got mad and I cut the b*tch off
Now she callin' my phone like she miss me

[Chorus: DaBaby]
She got dropped, drop, drop, drop
Drop, drop, drop, drop
Drop, drop, drop, drop
Drop, drop, drop, drop

[Verse 2: Roney & DaBaby]
Drop, drop (Drop)
I get the drop, drop, that make it hard stoppin'
Big Glock, shooter shoot quick, they call me Rick Fox
That b*tch, she was just average, now she a dumb thot
Damn, n*gga, he thought my block, it was a big story
I'm on my way with the blick, my bodyguard is my b*tch
My n*ggas still knock you down, but he ain't liftin' a fist
He don't got dozens of clips, he know he never gon' miss
He put a potato on it, blew it and turned you to chips
I f*ck his b*tch, I'm out, you won't do nothin' but sit and pout
I know he mad like Oscar the Grouch, let him be thinkin' 'bout takin' me out
I have a burner that's bigger than me, it make me feel like I'm holdin' a couch
If I get the drop in your house, I'ma just shoot at your spouse
[Chorus: DaBaby]
She got dropped, drop, drop, drop
Drop, drop, drop, drop
Drop, drop, drop, drop
Drop, drop, drop, drop, drop

[Verse 3: Famous Dex]
I'm in the mall with a blick on me
You b*tch, she all on my hip
I take the b*tch home, put the di*k on her
You n*ggas be goofy and lame
I promise to God, boy, you big phony
I shoot at you and your big homie
He run up on me, put the blick on him
Huh? He'll drop, what? In the drop
Yeah, drop my top, ooh, keep a Glock
What? Sippin' Wok, yeah, and it's mud
Yeah, I got out the mud, goofy n*gga, yeah, you knowin' what's up
Ooh, it pop, top, made it drop
What? Hot, hot, his b*tch
She hot, what? Don't stop 'cause I got the money
All these b*tches, yeah, they really some dummies
All these n*ggas, yeah, they really so funny

[Chorus: DaBaby]
She got dropped, drop, drop, drop
Drop, drop, drop, drop
Drop, drop, drop, drop
Drop, drop, drop, drop, drop
Drop, drop