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drop the top - white acid lyrics

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[verse 1]
drop the top, drop the top, pull off in the whip
fucked your thot, fucked your thot, pull off with your b-tch
louis socks, louis socks, matching with the kicks
got the glock, got the glock, and i pop the clip
watch me pull up in the mustang, whippin’ so fast b-tch you know can’t no one stop me
you had blue pump and i had no shield but you still can’t motherfucking knock me
got the wave so big and the wave so fast that all these motherfuckers wanna copy
got the side b-tch and you know i had to pull up cause she giving that blow so sloppy
got the new choppa, got the new tommy, and that shit aimed at your body
you think i won’t do it, just watch me, i might pull up, make you go to your mommy
you wanna beef like salami, your flow is so old you could put it on floppys
why you be whipping jalopies, i’m pulling up in a new kawasaki
you got the tool but don’t use it
i take you out in bout’ 2 hits
i blow my top i might lose it
i pull off leaving like deuces
money go dumb, it go stupid
feel like i’m juice how i’m lucid
watch how i’m making this music
she fell in love call me cupid

[chorus]
bills on bills, man i’m counting up the stacks
choppa with the beam and you know that shit attached
pull up on me and you finna get clapped
feel like a qb how i’m fucked off the sack
bills on bills, man i’m counting up the stacks
choppa with the beam and you know that shit attached
pull up on me and you finna get clapped
feel like a qb how i’m fucked off the sack

[verse 2]
fucked off the sack, fucked off the sack
they might know how to talk, but they don’t know how to act
i’m just on a fucking mission to show them what they lack
how they said i’m talking fiction, you can check the facts, hold up
all these bills that i’m thumbing through
shit on the game with this pencil, a number 2
you cannot hang with me cause i don’t fuck with you
i’m talking vv’s, the diamonds and w’s
they want what i got, so i got keep a gun or two
used to want money and fans, now it’s coming true
said that i’m nice and she think i’m a funny dude
hit from the back and i think i’m in love with you, d-mn
you know she looking cute, and you know she got a body
and you know she looking fine, and you know that she a hottie
then i take my baby home, and i hit that shit in doggy
now we hugging and we kissing, xo’d like a molly

[chorus]
bills on bills, man i’m counting up the stacks
choppa with the beam and you know that shit attached
pull up on me and you finna get clapped
feel like a qb how i’m fucked off the sack
bills on bills, man i’m counting up the stacks
choppa with the beam and you know that shit attached
pull up on me and you finna get clapped
feel like a qb how i’m fucked off the sack

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