[Lyric] Dropship (Yung Timoney)

[PART I]

[Verse]
I gotta a bout pint a that lean stick in digestion
Fuck nigga ask the question
Fuck niggas get to stressin
When i'm bussin heads off wit the smith and wesson
4:5 Niggas testin
4.5 To the dome leave a nigga restin
Timmy got a big weapon
Strip a nigga down like he coming to the end of the lesson
Ion even even need to keep the heat discreet
Ya bitch be on my meat
She pipe down
Bitches acting like they don't want to fuck cause i want right now

[PART II]

[Verse]
Man fuck you bum niggas timoney
I been stacking my bands i'm getting some sums
Like we wuz meetin thеm demands outside of clubs
Like banging drums wе could be scattering around
I shoot a few slugs and you niggas gon be talk of the town
I'm talking 2 clacks
Slap and cock it back i'll leave niggas talking to tupac
When you done shared a space wit a nogga you want ya room back
See i been in a place wit these niggas don't gotta shoot back
Cause they don't even shoot when i'm facing the other way
I need my groove back
Rollin up get paid
I been watching the lil hands on the rollie tickin away
They tickin that mean it fake
Imma go find that nigga i bought it from run his fade
Till i see the blood drippin straight
Out the mouth of a bitch
Yung timoney got a talon claw
Fuck niggas smack it off
While i'm tapping raw
Ya bitch be undercover and sucking me like an vacuum hog
Black bitches take ya fucking panties off
This man timmy done turned the camera off
Editing vids up on fucking camera raw
Ya bitch on the camera raw
She did things i couldn't imagine
You know that she not a amateur
Ya bitch a ho nigga