[Intro: Lil Droptop]
(Yah Bih Yah Yah Yeah)
All dis money on me, make me wanna poop
Pull up to yo crib in dat Bentley Coupe
Hit the studio just to take a dook
Run up to the streets with that fruit loop
[Verse 1: Lil Droptop]
Pull up to yo block, to yo fuckin trap
Run up with the stag what the fuckin crap
Gettin fuckin bread gettin fuckin bands
Pull up on yo mans like I’m Peter Pan
Fuckin on yo bitch fuckin on yo thot
Smokin fuckin rock smoking fucking crack
Pull up in the back with the fuckin strap
Run up to yo trap bitch I’m fuckin back
Pull up with the bih with the fuckin bih
Blicky on my hip blicky on my shit (Bih)
Sticky on my side sticky on my crip
Bitch I’m a crip imma fuckin crip
[Bridge: Lil Droptop]
Pull up to yo crib make me wanna poop
All this fuckin bread make me wanna poop
Pull up to the studio take a dook
Hoppin out the Bentley Coupe
[Verse 2: Gotti Karate]
And I rock wit lil bang
Flex like Johnny Dang
Got that strap on my side
Boy you finna die
Pop with the stick
I hop in the coupe
Go to thе stu, and take a dook
And take a dook
And take a dook
My dooky was stinky
I flеx on my my pinky
My ring on my pinky
My ring on my pinky
My dook is real stinky
My dook is real stinky
My dook is real stinky
My dook is real stinky
Hop out of the drop top with Lil Droptop
I just got that mop top she on top top
And she ride me like a mop like the mop ride
And she poppin in my mouth like pop rocks
Just flex on a bell
I don’t like gongs
I just like a bell
You know I make songs
I never miss well
I never miss well
I never miss well
That may be a lie
That may be a lie
Slapped yo girl
Make her high in the sky
Make em touch on a kite
He so high in the sky
So high in the sky
[Outro: Lil Droptop]
All dis money on me, make me wanna poop
Pull up to yo crib in dat Bentley Coupe
Hit the studio just to take a dook
Run up to the streets with that fruit loop
All dis money on me, make me wanna poop
Pull up to yo crib in dat Bentley Coupe
Hit the studio just to take a dook
Run up to the streets with that fruit loop
(Yah Bih Yah Yah Yeah)
All dis money on me, make me wanna poop
Pull up to yo crib in dat Bentley Coupe
Hit the studio just to take a dook
Run up to the streets with that fruit loop
[Verse 1: Lil Droptop]
Pull up to yo block, to yo fuckin trap
Run up with the stag what the fuckin crap
Gettin fuckin bread gettin fuckin bands
Pull up on yo mans like I’m Peter Pan
Fuckin on yo bitch fuckin on yo thot
Smokin fuckin rock smoking fucking crack
Pull up in the back with the fuckin strap
Run up to yo trap bitch I’m fuckin back
Pull up with the bih with the fuckin bih
Blicky on my hip blicky on my shit (Bih)
Sticky on my side sticky on my crip
Bitch I’m a crip imma fuckin crip
[Bridge: Lil Droptop]
Pull up to yo crib make me wanna poop
All this fuckin bread make me wanna poop
Pull up to the studio take a dook
Hoppin out the Bentley Coupe
[Verse 2: Gotti Karate]
And I rock wit lil bang
Flex like Johnny Dang
Got that strap on my side
Boy you finna die
Pop with the stick
I hop in the coupe
Go to thе stu, and take a dook
And take a dook
And take a dook
My dooky was stinky
I flеx on my my pinky
My ring on my pinky
My ring on my pinky
My dook is real stinky
My dook is real stinky
My dook is real stinky
My dook is real stinky
Hop out of the drop top with Lil Droptop
I just got that mop top she on top top
And she ride me like a mop like the mop ride
And she poppin in my mouth like pop rocks
Just flex on a bell
I don’t like gongs
I just like a bell
You know I make songs
I never miss well
I never miss well
I never miss well
That may be a lie
That may be a lie
Slapped yo girl
Make her high in the sky
Make em touch on a kite
He so high in the sky
So high in the sky
[Outro: Lil Droptop]
All dis money on me, make me wanna poop
Pull up to yo crib in dat Bentley Coupe
Hit the studio just to take a dook
Run up to the streets with that fruit loop
All dis money on me, make me wanna poop
Pull up to yo crib in dat Bentley Coupe
Hit the studio just to take a dook
Run up to the streets with that fruit loop
( Lil Droptop Golf Cart )
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