Maxo Kream, OMB Bloodbath - Dropout lyrics

[Maxo Kream, OMB Bloodbath - Dropout lyrics]

Four door chevy Stolo
Was a drop-top slide to Moe City
Scoop a hoe, she a snot thot
Pigeon-toed yellow-bone hoe in a crop top
Pick and roll
Scoot up with the pole on the opp block
Like a dump, shooting thirty clip
It's a dropout hit 'em in his leg in his
Back with the fire fire
Nigga, I'm the plug and connect, like WiFi

Lot of niggas' pussy
So the nigga got nine lives
Knowing when we shooting, bitch we scootin'
No drive-bys she gave me the side-eye
Now she call me dada
I been gettin' money since
A nigga rockin' Dada
Just turned the beat on
And I turned the heat on
The name ain't Kelly
But a lot of niggas' peon
Checkin' out the bag
'cause the gas lookin' neon
Bitch got that ass, I ain't passin'
I'ma beat on

Your boyfriend a simp, he a muhfuckin' peon
Broke him for the bitch
Now the hoe get peed on intercept the brick
Randy Moss with the Deion
Take my chain off, it defrost with the freon

Ayy, heard a nigga say
He having bricks, shit, we need it
Send a bitch
He a trick tryna see where he be at
I been getting funds in the
Slums where we be at
With a big ol' bag going dumb on a bitch

How you gon' act like he be in the trap
Strapped up with the gat?
Fuck nigga, be real
Same nigga got taxed on a whole K-Pack
Tryna get his cash back 'cause
The pills wasn't real

Nigga do that cappin'
Like he really make it happen
When it come down to that action, man
He ain't on shit
Better be lucky that I'm rappin' 'cause
If that ain't never happen
Niggas still be out here jacking
Tryna take yo shit
You just do the math, got tools in the stash
Nigga doing arts and crafts
Tryna paint yo shit got cuttas for the sucka
Niggas ain't on this
And I come for the gutta, finna bank on this
K looking like a flag how it hang on clips
Thot tryna give me top, want the brain
That's it

Shootin' oops with the mop stick
Blood got the snub every time somebody dies
They always asking where we was
I was youngin', Big Moe
I was sippin' Pimp C
Smokin' trill OG, gas bag Bun B
No Limit trap house Percy Miller like P
I'm a real deal killa do a murda like C
Lil Yachty, QC wholesale with the P
Bust a AP down like four QP's
Quaterback in the A, Coach K with the play
Split it three ways, Take Offset Quay

We don't love these hoes
We just want they roll (Get this dough)
I've been sipping long
Now I'm feelin' slow (Feelin' throwed)
I'm all kinda throwed you know how that go
(I don't know)
Not like dominos, pass her to my bro
(Vamonos)

Four door chevy Stolo
Was a drop-top slide to Moe City
Scoop a hoe, she a snot thot
Pigeon-toed yellow-bone hoe in a crop top
Pick and roll
Scoot up with the pole on the opp block
Like a dump, shooting thirty clip
It's a dropout hit 'em in his leg in his
Back with the fire fire
Nigga, I'm the plug and connect, like WiFi

Lot of niggas' pussy
So the nigga got nine lives
Knowing when we shooting, bitch we scootin'
No drive-bys she gave me the side-eye
Now she call me dada
I been gettin' money since
A nigga rockin' Dada
Just turned the beat on
And I turned the heat on
The name ain't Kelly
But a lot of niggas' peon
Checkin' out the bag
'cause the gas lookin' neon
Bitch got that ass, I ain't passin'
I'ma beat on

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