YRB TEZZ – Drop Top Lyrics
Artist: YRB TEZZ
Song: Drop Top
(Ayy, spin it back, Tay)
Ayy, spin it back, slime
Uh, yeah, yeah, yeah (Can’t say), ayy
Drop top
Catch a opp in traffic (Tay Global), n#gg#, I’ma make his car stop (They don’t never pop)
I-I-I-I can’t even get that b#tch no IHOP
Pardon me, only time I love her when she catch the box
b#tch, I’m a real-deal slime, I can’t get FOXed
n#gg# diss the gang, that p#ss# n#gg# better keep a Glock
b#tch, I’m havin’ bags, butter spin, I’m a rich opp
n#gg#s droppin’ names in ’em songs, that’s gon’ get ’em shot
They never spend no numbers ’cause they know they ain’t gon’ leave that block
I put them bags up on a planе, they need to free the opps (Free ’em goons)
What’s thе word? This ninety-third, they know how we rock (Brat, brat)
Ayy, what’s the way? Nine-trey, I scream that sh#t a lot (NBA)
Won’t catch no fades, you get shot, this ain’t no barber shop (It’s on God)
My b#tches land up with them bags, I’m out to beat the block (Beat that block)
Me and 4 just dropped a four, you know that’s clean Wock’ (Wock’, Wock’)
Ayy, Sosa still tryna spin, that n#gg# out his top (Out his top)
Don’t f#ck with 12, only thing I hate more than a opp
Ayy, just met a new plug, he don’t know I’m ’bout to steal his crops
Just met a new b#tch, she don’t know she ’bout to catch a box
Twenty-four hours, new pack in, gotta watch the clock (On God)
Mail man think he slick, he sent a empty box (b#tch)
Free Trizzy down the road, he got a lock up in his socks (That’s on God)
My name holdin’ weight (Tay Global), they scream my sh#t a lot (On purp’)
Ayy, catch a opp in traffic, b#tch, I’m swingin’ shots (Shots), out this
Drop top
Catch a opp in traffic (Tay Global), n#gg# (Ayy), I’ma make his car stop (Ayy, ayy)
I-I-I-I can’t even get that b#tch no IHOP
Pardon me, only time I love her when she catch the box (Ayy, yup)
b#tch, I’m a real-deal slime, I can’t get FOXed (Slatt, slatt)
n#gg# diss the gang, that p#ss# n#gg# better keep a Glock
b#tch, I’m havin’ bags, butter spin, I’m a rich opp
n#gg#s droppin’ names in ’em songs, that’s gon’ get ’em shot
Yeah, b#tch-ass pop n#gg# gon’ die
n#gg#s ain’t playin’ ’bout the deep sh#t, n#gg#
n#gg#s know I take, carry the weight, n#gg#, we be eight up
Brat, brat
Yup, 4X YRB sh#t, n#gg#, we standin’ on top of sh#t, n#gg#
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Release Year: 2019