yung sgetti - drop lyrics
mhm yup
aye
aye aye
ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh aye
test f-cking test godd-mn
aight let’s get this f-cking guwap bread
let’s get it today n-gga
[chorus: yung sgetti]
all these n-gga’s want to do is, talk (talk x2)
if they keep it up they finna drop (they finna drop)
like it’s fortnite they finna get bopped (bop x2)
they head a ballon it finna pop (pop x2)
they acting like they gang they needa stop (they needa stop)
been a minute since i got some top (n-gga stop lying)
in my pool of clout i belly flop (i belly flop)
in yo pit of misery you drop (drop x2)
[verse 1: yung sgetti]
back then was some simpler f-cking times (it was simple)
now n-gga’s getting boo’ed up
but where the f-ck is mine
b-tches hit me up but they ain’t my f-cking type
but they got they sh-t twisted like a and sign
i used to be all f-cking fine
then sh-t switched up changed up
and n-gga’s started lying
and i still ain’t got a b-tch that i can f-cking claim as mine
[verse 2: yung sgetti]
but that’s ok
i’m feeling f-ckin great (i’m feelin great)
i’m always f-ckin late
i ignore the f-ckin hate
i been ducking all the shade (woah)
half these n-gga’s f-ckin snakes
used to hang at the lake (ray hubbard!)
all this sauce get a taste
my house is the play n-gga
bring the whole gang
if a n-gga want some smoke
then he might just catch a fade (pow pow)
i don’t feel f-ckin safe
if i fall a f-ckin sleep
then i don’t wanna wake
so n-gga what’s the play
[verse 3: yung sgetti]
walk up in the cl-ss with these new f-cking jewels (bling)
1 2 3 4 n-gga’s startin to drool
don’t be a p-ssy that’s my number 1 rule
call me blood cuz you know i’m finna bool (suwoop!)
half of these n-gga’s be acting a whole fool
but if we ain’t got problem then i guess we f-cking cool
pull at my crib then ima bust out the tool
(ooh)
pull out the pistols and yes i’m talking dual
(pow pow)
[verse 4: yung sgetti]
can’t f-ck with these kids they pulling tricks
fire wheel is the play let’s hit sum l!cks
if my grandmas p-ss me off i’m gone drop kick
f-cking that b-tch
don’t call yo girl phone she sucking on my f-cking d-ck n-gga’s
[chorus: yung sgetti]
all these n-gga’s want to do is, talk (talk x2)
if they keep it up they finna drop (they finna drop)
like it’s fortnite they finna get bopped (bop x2)
they head a ballon it finna pop (pop x2)
they acting like they gang they needa stop (they needa stop)
been a minute since i got some top (n-gga stop lying)
in my pool of clout i belly flop (i belly flop)
in yo pit of misery you drop (drop x2)
aye
shoutout suicide pac
thursday, neehan, khaos, cameron
shoutout my n-gga luke all them n-ggas bro
lemme hop the f-ck out this b-tch bro im f-cking tired
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