YoungBoy Never Broke Again - Drop’Em lyrics

Ayy, turn me up nigga (Uh, uh, uh)
Yeah, Lil Top (Uh, buh, buh, buh)
Ayy, we really in the streets with this shit
Boy (Buh, buh)
I can't trust nobody
Bitch, I'ma sue VPN if anythin' go wrong 
(How you bummin'?)

Shawty gave the drop and we pop 'em
(And we pop 'em, yeah)
Catch the other nigga, we gon' drop 'em
(We gon' drop 'em, yeah)
Pussy who want do it with the Dada, yeah
(They won't do it)
Catch me prolly tourin' with them shottas
Yeah roll that dope up, that nigga a
Bitch, I split his mans, yeah
Check the scoreboard, that's why he
Mad, them niggas lame, yeah
Posted up grave diggin' where that gang at?
(Lil Top, let's go)
Bitch, how you be talkin'
When your man's dead?
(Bitch, blow your pole)

Scary ass
Thirty in my pants with these hundred rolls
Could teach a class with all these
Stacks the way my money froze
Yeah, I spent three-fifty none more
Just for my fuckin' Rolls
Fuck if it's two-fifty or more
I bet I bust his dome this that flexin' talk
I just pulled this bitch from out the back
Now watch that Maybach walk
Leave these bitches blind
I'm so slime the way this Patek spark
Reside in that North, get my day one
Whop let that cutter off
Pressure been applied
Why I'm so up? It ain't my fuckin' fault
Yeah, I say bump it down
Bitch, now quit that talkin' out your head
I took fifty pounds
Flew that shit from Cali to that Raq, bitch
Don't turn around
I say just go down, gimme head
Police crackin' down
Fuck it, beat the case, we bust his head
(Bitch) i'm so fuckin' slimy, nigga
Check the climate, what you read?
(What it say?) it say "AI balling
" it say "AI bust that nigga head"
Get the drop up on 'em
I got ten just for where he stay at
(That’s just for where he stay nigga)
Do a pop-up on 'em
They gon' leave 'em stretched before I pay

Shawty gave the drop and we pop
'em and we pop 'em (yeah)
Catch the other nigga, we gon' drop 'em
(We gon' drop 'em, yeah)
Pussy who want do it with the Dada, yeah
(They won't do it)
Catch me prolly tourin' with them shottas
Yeah roll that dope up, that nigga a
Bitch, I split his mans, yeah
Check the scoreboard, that's why he
Mad, them niggas lame, yeah
Posted up grave diggin' where that gang at?
(Pick up your bro) bitch, how you be talkin'
When your man's dead?
(Bitch, blow your pole)

Gave the drop and we popped
And we popped 'em nigga
They done showed up and we dropped
And we dropped 'em (Fuck the system nigga)
Pussy don't wan do it with Don Dada
With Don Dada
Catch me prolly tourin' with them shottas
With them shottas nigga still-, fuck
Ayy, I'm still flexin', still steppin
I don't give a fuck
(Ayy, yeah, ayy Whop Bezzy
Whatcha on nigga?)
Don't know why a nigga be doin'
All that ho ass shit (Turn me up four)
But you a gangsta though (yeah)
I bet those niggas around you
Be lookin' at you
Nigga, you a pure bitch, yeah
I'm with the shit, you could suck my dick
Nigga gang shit, no lame shit
You know what it is, play game
Get your brain split (yeah, nigga)
Free DDawg