These niggas broke, can't even buy a pole, like he ain't die yet
Brody made it, but we call him lacking in the project
Thinking that he look seven-seven through his puff patch
Fretting five-seven, but the first one to duck shit
She ain't want no ice, so touch the cake until the case over
Say that he the rich, baby daddy, let's put Drake on her
Kiss all on her face, she thought I pitched on her
Always thinking with his dick, well, let's put sis on him
Brother caught him walking in the dark and put that light on him
Leave his ass up, like some freight that didn't drop on him
I'm unstoppable, that's why I keep on going
Nigga better pull it, do not show it
That nigga looking at my rings, you tried, I'ma blow it
Sweet to my women, tell these niggas when I show it
Lil' Young, you better walk and keep your motherf*cking head up
Peel said he tripping, that's why I'm fed up
Mama said keep going, son, you gotta f*cking mend up
Dope in that water, I'ma motherf*cking stand up
Brother got the drop, it's time to get a top
Who will get him gone, niggas ain't really hot
Posted at that corner store, fit to make a quick stop
Johnny's out making the city a little f*cking hot
Niggas ain't really like that
Creep up over here, you might want a bike bag
I got 40, make you kick, niggas ain't like that
But wait, because these niggas ain't like that
I'm punching in the booth, cause y'all niggas ain't like that
Get it, go, nigga
CreepSquad Da Fg - DROP ON EM (feat. Baby ISO & DMANFRMWEST) Lyrics
CreepSquad Da Fg - DROP ON EM (feat. Baby ISO & DMANFRMWEST) Lyrics
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These niggas broke, can't even buy a pole, like he ain't die yet
Brody made it, but we call him lacking in the project
Thinking that he look seven-seven through his puff patch
Fretting five-seven, but the first one to duck shit
She ain't want no ice, so touch the cake until the case over
Say that he the rich, baby daddy, let's put Drake on her
Kiss all on her face, she thought I pitched on her
Always thinking with his dick, well, let's put sis on him
Brother caught him walking in the dark and put that light on him
Leave his ass up, like some freight that didn't drop on him
I'm unstoppable, that's why I keep on going
Nigga better pull it, do not show it
That nigga looking at my rings, you tried, I'ma blow it
Sweet to my women, tell these niggas when I show it
Lil' Young, you better walk and keep your motherf*cking head up
Peel said he tripping, that's why I'm fed up
Mama said keep going, son, you gotta f*cking mend up
Dope in that water, I'ma motherf*cking stand up
Brother got the drop, it's time to get a top
Who will get him gone, niggas ain't really hot
Posted at that corner store, fit to make a quick stop
Johnny's out making the city a little f*cking hot
Niggas ain't really like that
Creep up over here, you might want a bike bag
I got 40, make you kick, niggas ain't like that
But wait, because these niggas ain't like that
I'm punching in the booth, cause y'all niggas ain't like that
Get it, go, nigga
Brody made it, but we call him lacking in the project
Thinking that he look seven-seven through his puff patch
Fretting five-seven, but the first one to duck shit
She ain't want no ice, so touch the cake until the case over
Say that he the rich, baby daddy, let's put Drake on her
Kiss all on her face, she thought I pitched on her
Always thinking with his dick, well, let's put sis on him
Brother caught him walking in the dark and put that light on him
Leave his ass up, like some freight that didn't drop on him
I'm unstoppable, that's why I keep on going
Nigga better pull it, do not show it
That nigga looking at my rings, you tried, I'ma blow it
Sweet to my women, tell these niggas when I show it
Lil' Young, you better walk and keep your motherf*cking head up
Peel said he tripping, that's why I'm fed up
Mama said keep going, son, you gotta f*cking mend up
Dope in that water, I'ma motherf*cking stand up
Brother got the drop, it's time to get a top
Who will get him gone, niggas ain't really hot
Posted at that corner store, fit to make a quick stop
Johnny's out making the city a little f*cking hot
Niggas ain't really like that
Creep up over here, you might want a bike bag
I got 40, make you kick, niggas ain't like that
But wait, because these niggas ain't like that
I'm punching in the booth, cause y'all niggas ain't like that
Get it, go, nigga
Writer: Daniel Brwon
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid