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svrite & twiist – dropped off lyrics

[chorus]
got off the call with my manager
i just him, “i’m gon’ get it going”
my producer just sent me a beat
i just told, “i’m gon’ get the flow in”
b+tch, i’m rappin, i’m rappin the heat
i could never fall under defeat
now that they know i’m making that money
all the sudden they f+cking with me

[verse 1]
it’s whatever, i know how it be
you can’t make a band in a week
my n+gga you mad ’cause you sleep
just stop it, [?]
man, you think that you’re hard, n+gga
we all know you not
we saw you talking to cops
don’t f+ck around, get shot
don’t ever try to do something like that and then coming around on the block
’cause that sh+t is just gon’ get you got
n+gga know it, he probably forgot

[refrain]
b+tch, don’t get dropped off
they f+cking around
tryna get you down, get you knocked off
these n+ggas, they be on my d+ck because they know that i popped off
man you not a man, you a b+tch, and we know that you soft+soft
(just stop trying, n+gga)
[verse 2]
i’ma just stack up my bread, get a lamb truck, yeah
i’ma just f+ck on a b+tch ’cause she bad, i might let her fan+f+ck, yeah
i might just go lay that b+tch on her ass, do some for the camera, aye
i [?] and now she can’t stand up, aye

[verse 3]
told my momma, “don’t worry ’bout nun” (nothing)
you know that i got you for life (let’s go)
man, i had to go to the jeweler (huh)
man, i had to get me some ice (yeah)
man, i get to get me some nice
they gon’ be cold like an ice cube
we taking that b+tch out my life (let’s go)
i told that lil b+tch, “i don’t like you”
and she be like drip+drip
i seen a bad b+tch, and she could get it+get it
she a savage, i know she with it+with it
when she put on her jeans, i seen her ass, and that sh+t fitted+fitted
she could get it+get it (let’s go)
i just went to the store in the morning
she be like, “what the f+ck is you doing?”
b+tch, don’t worry ’bout me where i’m going
told my dawg, “turn me up on the mic”
i gotta do this tonight, yeah
b+tch, i gotta finish the album
i’m talking ’bout summer of svrite (yeah!)
[refrain]
b+tch, don’t get dropped off
they f+cking around
tryna get you down, get you knocked off
these n+ggas, they be on my d+ck because they know that i popped off
man you not a man, you a b+tch, and we know that you soft+soft
(just stop trying, n+gga)

- svrite twiist lyrics

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