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sawyerweinhold - dropped out lyrics

[intro]
(uh) uh, drop+top and it come up (what?)
i dropped out then i came up (what?)

[chorus]
i dropped out then i came up
i went down then i got up
dropped it on a hummer
on the block ’til the sun up (what?)
told my bih’, “don’t wait up” (what?)
i get home then k!ll her (what?)
i go bryson tiller (beep)
shawty want a dealer
i’m a drug+dealer (what?)
got more gas than a dealer
pop more pills than a k!ller
michael jackson, thriller
take her out then i k!ll her
shawty want a n+gga with them racks, i’m that n+gga (what?)

(verse 1: sawyer)
yeah, all these motherf+ckers talking sh+t like why you dissin?
snakes in the grass, yeah i hear them b+tches hissin
she ain’t want me then so i told the b+tch just listen
i got drugs in my blood, all this codeine b+tch im p+ssin
dropping out of college, f+ck the school i ain’t goin’ back (ain’t goin’ back)
all these motherf+ckers jealous of me, that sh+t wack
i could never lack, yeah
know i keep my mack, yeah
how you gon’ be ugly and you hatin?, b+tch you fat (yeah)
how you gon’ be claiming that you gang and then you rat?
and you know you all talk, all these b+tches do is chat (yeah)
mp5, glock 9, draco make you splat (yeah)
all these motherf+ckers say they gang but they not slatt!
[chorus]
i dropped out then i came up
i went down then i got up
dropped it on a hummer
on the block ’til the sun up (what?)
told my bih’, “don’t wait up” (what?)
i get home then k!ll her (what?)
i go bryson tiller (beep)
shawty want a dealer
i’m a drug+dealer (what?)
got more gas than a dealer
pop more pills than a k!ller
michael jackson, thriller
take her out then i k!ll her
shawty want a n+gga with them racks, i’m that n+gga

(verse 2: sawyer)
yeah
shawty talkin’ bout she want a man who got the bag
shawty talkin’ bout she want a man who got that cash (yeah)
in a h+llcat, 18+0 on the dash
whip dey be too fast, yeah i think im bouta crash
b+tches tryna pop a pill, straight up out my stash
don’t send me yo mixtape, yeah that sh+t was trash
im a freaky motherf+cker, i would eat some ass
see a bad b+tch, and you know im finna smash (yeah)
(verse 3: playboi carti)
they don’t wanna send me a bag (what? what?)
so i just left (what?)
i’m on the top with the goats, hey (what?)
i’m on the top with the pros, huh (what?)
i’m on the top with the coach, yeah (what?)
i’m on the top with the coach, ooh (what?)
yeah, it’s carti, you smellin’ me, uh (what?)
yeah, i’m smokin’ penelope, ooh (what?)
yeah, the b+tch put a spell on me, ooh (what?)
yeah, she gave me some melody, ooh (what?)
yeah, gave me some melody (what?)
yeah, gave me some melody (what?)
c+a+r+t+i, b+tch, yeah, just like a spelling bee, ooh (what?)
yeah, i ran through the check, b+tch, b+tches be tellin’ me, ooh (what?)
yeah, you is just a thot, b+tch, n+ggas be tellin’ me, ooh (what?)
yeah, i can’t f+ck with opps, b+tch, i know they be tellin’, yeah, ooh (what?)

- sawyerweinhold lyrics

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