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lil b – let it drop lyrics

[intro]
sitting down at this mic by myself
you know at basedworld studios feeling like this motown but on a way different level
real hip hop

[verse 1]
some n-ggas call me crook but i ain’t did nothing
you need to read books sit down and learn something
i come from b-town where the block is diamond
the signs is gold, platinum mouth is shining
f-ck that, my mouth is crying, i speak too much
give me a tissue, light the fire
got the matches, gon’ match you motherf-ckers
it’s magic, to me it just happens
i looked up, couple f-ckers that rapping
now i surp-ss them, static
all for nothing, i guess it’s for something
everything happen for a reason check your budget
check yourself before youre left in the bucket
precise aim with the 9 your shirt blow your b-ttons
push my b-ttons like if you come back stunting
forreal man you got ugly facial features
man your beard like the teachers
you feel me, i did it solo throw a ball you catch it
don’t ball the block man the blocks the b-lls mark the spots you catch man, lil b is hotter
x-men i’ll raid your shots throw shots like a bartender
you turn yellow like bart simpson
you feel me
i revenge your shots
and i’m hawking n-ggas man i like to take flesh i be bossing n-ggas
lil b

[bridge]
basedworld, basedworld up, we did it

[verse 2]
the paper got me hard when i write these rhymes make you sick
you gotta do it again two times come in again you love it yeah ya love it again
y’all n-ggas can’t take it no more
my raps faster than scratching your ho
but when i write it won’t matter, the flow, fast or slow
when i rap man a stack you can’t match the flow
i hate to brag but your lagging though
cause your a grown man, how i p-ssed the floor
i think i’m gifted man and i got raps, it’s natural
but y’all p-ssies acting like you want to sn-tch my goals
you won’t even touch the tape and diss the ho
cause you ain’t even worth sh-t you a b-tch you ho
you can keep on trying supplying mix to stars
you ain’t even gon’ see my face walking up behind you b-tch
i’mma be everywhere that you gotta go
and i ain’t steal sh-t man you n-ggas is sold
back on your back to write
keep on listing homes
n-ggas foreal, i’mma finish this song
f-ck you, pay me, f-ck you, pay me, and f-ck you pay me, feel me

[bridge]
basedworld up

[verse 3]
n-ggas no more, turning more raps to rhymes
i see a lot of places but n-ggas i gotta sign
if you wanna be a rapper you gotta flip to shine
i can’t take it no more n-ggas gotta get mine
they call me repo man i bring hits the streets and for a nice price bring a hit to the beat
you ain’t gotta pay up n-gga keep the peace
cause the way that i rhyme you gotta be discreet
i’m not a j, i’m not x, i’m not flipping beams
i’m a different kinda rapper, i got sh-t to scream
if you wanna be, you can flip the screen
barricades bout the past by me i can help out your flows just ask me
and i’ll shoot you a flea i give you slap my n-gga
a little far from free
yes i bleed to the block i stay calling shots like i’m b.i.g. or pac
one time let it drop, lil b

- lil b lyrics

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