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finaothadon - drop top music lyrics
[intro]
yeah, yeah, uh, yeah
in the drop_top coupe with my, uh
in the drop_top coupe with my b_tch
in the drop_top, uh, yeah
uh, yeah, uh
[chorus]
riding around in the drop_top coupe
minding my money, i’m chasing them blues
glock on my hip, n_ggas know i’m gon’ shoot
n_ggas gon’ hate ’cause there’s nothing to do
got a new baby and shorty my boo
and she built like a bottle, she know she the truth
b_tch, i’m the don, and there’s only one don
so you know that that means that i’m better than you
[verse 1]
zip up a n_gga, ain’t talking no bag
get it myself ’cause i ain’t get a pass
whole lotta hundreds stacked up in the trap
was a whole lotta nothing, now we on the map
people keep saying they love how i rap
and the label keep asking me where i was at
dropped out this season and took on the office and i’ma keep stepping ’cause n_ggas is back
“yo, don, where the h_ll is the tape?”
i been smoking on opps and been sipping on eights
n_ggas talk out they neck and they think that they safe
i pop out on ’bout five f_ck n_ggas a day
came from oodles o’ noodles to five_star plates
came from stomping the block to some bigger estates
if a n_gga want beef then i find where he stay
and pop out on his b_tch, have her feeding me grapes
ain’t no n_gga that’s hotter than me, i put that on my cousin, that’s why i’m considered a great
n_ggas mad ’cause they blew off the chance that they had and they see that i’m up and it’s already late
had a run up a whole ‘nother season, it’s just a reminder, it’s already known i’m a great
beris sent me the beat, now i’m back at the task going dumb for my crew, catching dubs, kicking fakes
[chorus]
riding around in the drop_top, uh
minding my money, i’m chasing them, uh
glock on my hip, n_ggas know i’m gon’, uh
n_ggas gon’ hate ’cause there’s nothing to, uh
got a new baby and shorty my boo
and she built like a bottle, she know she the, uh
b_tch, i’m the don, and there’s only one don
so you know that that means that i’m better than, who?
[verse 2]
better than you, just admit it
n_ggas mad ’cause they f_ck with they feelings
tried to swallow that pride but that sh_t didn’t work, so they gon’ throw up all they feelings
ain’t got time for new friends or new feelings
play with me and they know they gon’ feel it
i came out the back, now i’m up, switch it up
bags full of bands in the rear of that jeep truck
n_ggas talk down on my life i don’t give a f_ck
drip too hard with a stick tucked
smoking white runtz and these n_ggas smoking cheap stuff
diamonds on my wrist and on my neck make ’em shut it up, b_tch
i won’t stop ’til the day that i’m rich
got an iced ap on my wrist
f_i_n_a_o, he the sh_t
he gon’ ride with that motherf_cking stick, on god, yeah
he gon’ ride with that motherf_cking bl!ck, on god
[outro]
he gon’ ride with that, he gon’ ride with that
drop_top with my b_tch
in the drop_top coupe with my b_tch
in the drop_top, uh, yeah, yeah
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