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get the drop - daboii & babyfxce e lyrics

[intro: daboii]
(eazy)
get the drop, then we gon’ get that sh*t handled, n*gga
light show in the—
on a— yeah

[verse 1: daboii & babyfxce e]
get the drop, then we gon’ get that sh*t handled, n*gga
light show up in the club, diamonds dancin’ in it
get the money, kick her out, that’s how we handle business
hit that n*gga with that fire, he a candle with it
hit that n*gga with that fire, he’ll make the news
f*ck what security be talkin’ ’bout ’cause we’ll break the rules
tryna hit lil’ baby and her friend, and she say it’s cool
you ain’t ready for this street sh*t, should’ve stayеd in school (yeah)

[verse 2: babyfxce e]
my pants got an attitude, bro, them b*tchеs rhude
bro money different colors, my sh*t baby blue
5.7s in the fn look like a baby tooth
crazy how you think your b*tch loyal and that’s my baby too
huh, that’s my sneaky b*tch
the glock 9 been hungry all day, now it’s finna come through eatin’ sh*t
i be on my own sh*t, won’t never catch me on no reachin’ sh*t
told my b*tch i f*cked her last year, but it was some recent sh*t
[verse 3: daboii & babyfxce e]
yeah, i just got the top from lil’ bae, you tryna beat the b*tch?
b*tch keep tryna get up in the whip, she tryna see the benz
still be fightin’ demons in my sleep, i be seein’ sh*t
she like, “why you chuckle when we f*ck?” ’cause i’m evil, b*tch
yeah, you ain’t ready for that war, so, n*gga, calm down
how you havin’ motion on the ‘gram, but you had mines out? (yeah)
n*gga smokin’ boof and still be loaded, that sh*t not loud (b*tch, b*tch)
rollers keep on askin’ all these questions, what you talkin’ ’bout?

[verse 4: babyfxce e]
huh, what you sayin’, bro?
ridin’ with the 40 in my hand, bro
can’t shoot it with one hand, bro
told her that i want a baby with her, but i’m playin’ though
do what you gon’ do, but just make sure that you stand on it
just beat a b*tch down, it’s like i put my hands on her
them bullets hot, they hit his back, gon’ put a tan on it
i chased a n*gga with a draco and he ran from me
how i set the play together? it’s like i planned on it

[verse 5: daboii]
i don’t talk heads to n*ggas, i put bands on it
three*hundred*dollar plate with the shrimps and the lamb on it
heard you caught that lil’ n*gga slippin’, you ain’t blam nothin’?
i just hit the b*tch up off a perc’, left a stamp on her, huh
[verse 6: babyfxce e]
i been givin’ n*ggas boots, put a ramp on ’em
two guns on me got it hard to keep my pants up
i be in the room peepin’ sh*t, i don’t be sayin’ stuff
gave her two hundred dollars just like, “huh, go get your nails done”

- daboii babyfxce e lyrics

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