Dropped out then I came up Dropped her then I blame her On the block till the sun up Ammo for my gunnas Got nun but my numbers Wait and watch me come up Hate gone make me fucking run up Please dont make me run up On the block till the sun up Ok don't you wait up I got a feeling you foe I got a feeling you foe Cash out right on a bankroll Cash out right on a bankroll She don't wanna see me on top She don't wanna see me win Running right to the guap Running right to my benz
Uh, drop top and it come up I dropped out then I came up [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 Told my bitch, "Don't wait up" I get home then kill her I go Bryson Tiller Shawty want a dealer I'm a drug dealer Got more gas than a dealer Pop more pills than a killer Michael Jackson, Thriller Take her out then I kill her Shawty want a nigga with them racks, I'm that nigga
Lyrics: 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 bitch, "Don't wait up" (What?) I get home then kill 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 killer Michael Jackson, Thriller Take her out then I kill her Shawty want a nigga with them racks, I'm that nigga (What?) [Verse 1] Yeah, I'm a lil' boy with that guap (What?) Yeah, I'm a lil' boy with that cash (What?) Yeah, I'm a lil' boy with that guap (What?) Yeah, I'm a lil' boy with that cash (What?) Yeah, they don't wanna see me on top (What?) Yeah, they don't wanna send me a bag (What?) Yeah, they don't wanna see me on top (What?) Yeah, they don't wanna send me a bag (What?) Uh, uh (What?), send (What? What?) 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 bitch 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, bitch, yeah, just like a spelling bee, ooh (What?) Yeah, I ran through the check, bitch, bitches be tellin' me, ooh (What?) Yeah, you is just a thot, bitch, niggas be tellin' me, ooh (What?) Yeah, I can't fuck with opps, bitch, I know they be tellin', yeah, ooh (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 bitch, "Don't wait up" (What?) I get home then kill 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 killer Michael Jackson, Thriller Take her out then I kill her Shawty want a nigga with them racks, I'm that nigga (What?) [Open Verse] [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 bitch, "Don't wait up" (What?) I get home then kill 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 killer Michael Jackson, Thriller Take her out then I kill her Shawty want a nigga with them racks, I'm that nigga (What?)
