Drop Top

Niggas never been an issue
Fuckin with my mental
Bitch I drop bombs with the lead from my pencil
Wasn't accidental or coincidental
While I'm sitting hot at the top
So official
Cos when I spit it's like napalm
I'm hella bent on lean in my Raybans
Where my right hand bitch mixed Cajun
Eyes on slant from the loud like she Asian

So niggas know how I do it
When I come through, bird flu-in'
Red bottoms, but we ain't soo-woo'in
Posh life, leave a lame nigga clueless
I'm ruthless, keep niggas toothless
Or topless, you watch this
These niggas talking but they can't stop it
I'm shopping, designer coppin'
You're on one cheek, low on the other
All that hoodrat pipe, no rubber
Niggas know me, croptop in the Summer
In the drop top Maybach or the Hummer
So I breeze through niggas, no talkin'
And the case got these hood niggas hawkin'
To put together, keep these other faggots gawkin'
Keep it cute or get dumped in a coffin

What the good book say?
I'ma do me, anyhow, anyway
If you see me with a nigga he ain't gay for pay
See me with a nigga he ain't gay for pay, hey
I was ragin' on the freeway
Talk that talk when I played that play
If you see me with a nigga he ain't gay for pay
See me with a nigga he ain't gay for pay

Just slow it down, you know... just slow it down,
cause I've been doing a lot nowadays, you know, just feeling it?
And I just, you know, been on Grindr and shit, and niggas be like,
talkin' all this foul shit,
and I just be like, stop playin', puppy! (So ratchet)

Cause I've been thinking 'bout dick
A lot, lot, lot
I've been thinking 'bout dick
A lot, lot, lot
I've been thinking 'bout dick
Do you think about it too?
Woo-woo

What the good book say?
I'ma do me, anyhow, anyway
If you see me with this nigga he ain't gay for pay
See me with this nigga he ain't gay for pay