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big lucch – drop yet lyrics

how you drop gang and you ain’t drop yet
how you f+cking up the plug you got the outlet
point me to the nearest bank so i can stash it
n+ggas tryna quarterback f+cking up passes

we came from nothing n+gga we stacked it up
n+ggas turnt that back on me i thought we was brothers
but certain situations make these n+ggas hate you
i can draw a different picture if you want it painted
how you up a pole and it buss it or nothing
all in miami you scared and clutching

get money act broke test where they head at
early bird get the worm b+tch where the
bread at
b+tch wе got more pape then a mailman
b+tch i got morе routes then a salesman
700 for the sneaks you can hear me walk
the buckle on the shoe match the belt i bought
200 for some socks they ain’t nike bro
500 for a tee good versace hoe
how you pull a gun and it ain’t use it dummy
boy you out yo sh+t i’m looking for em

if iont see dawgg that mean he hiding
all that sh+t you did it ain’t surprise me
every time i see opp i wanna start sh+t
walk ya mans down then i spark sh+t
i ain’t with the sneak dissing i ain’t with it
if you talking about my camp well mention it
we ain’t no hoes we from d+ckerson
quit try play me like i’m a b+tch a something

how you drop gang and you ain’t drop yet
how you f+cking up the plug and you got the outlet
point me to the nearest bank so i can stash it
n+ggas tryna quarterback f+cking up passes

i got a gang in ohio it they give you buckeyes
tryna some sl!ck sh+t rick gone bust iron
i ain’t with the sneak dissing n+gga @ mine
snake ass n+ggas you a fake a slime

n+ggas weird ass h+ll on my mama
always bring that square sh+t in my circle
i guess these n+ggas playing sides now
tell me this n+ggas who y’all riding for

is it me or the n+ggas on them poster
same n+gga that scr+pped up n we struggled
sh+t change when you get a lil up now
n+ggas think that got it the ups on you
till you pull down on em and touch something
shoes $600 shirt like 4 something
pants cult denim double x on em
jacket sweat ass h+ll with the skull on em

these some bally sneaks you ain’t up on em
iceberg jacket with my n+ggas bugs on it
touch me you get boxed like happys
chop divide ya body parts g gone subtract you

we ain’t no match magician but we solve problems
add n+ggas to every corner to multiply commas
b+tch i’m with my gang don’t get it confused
couple 4s rolling i got some 5 too whoooopp

- big lucch lyrics

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