Drop a Bag

If young Metro don't trust you, I'm gon' shoot you

(Yeah Hoe!)

I will blast on your ass (Yeah Hoe!)

I got riders like a cab (Yeah Hoe!)

Send them hitters at your ass (Yeah Hoe!)

You gon' make me drop a bag (Yeah Hoe!)

You a hoe, you know we know (Yeah Hoe!)

Fuck around and get exposed (Yeah Hoe!)

Gangsta on the internet (Yeah Hoe!)

In real life, you like CB4

Perpetrate, impersonate, you too soft to catch a fade

I got niggas in these streets

That touch more snow than Christmas Day

Blow my high, lose my cool,

You gon' make the evening news

They can't find your head to ID you,

They don't have a clue

It's going down on your block, where the bread at?

Catch you sleepin', homie,

Send some shots, where your bed at

Got your bitch, like what you thinking nigga,

Where your head at?

Talkin' all that shit,

You wish you wouldn't have said that

You a dead man, fill you up with lead, man,

Real niggas, I bring that

They gon' go to war for me,

They gon' bring your head back (bitch)

And I know where you been, where you standin', man (hoe)

Ain't no runnin' off from me

'Cause I don't play that, man

(Yeah Hoe!)

I will blast on your ass (Yeah Hoe!)

I got riders like a cab (Yeah Hoe!)

Send them hitters at your ass (Yeah Hoe!)

You gon' make me drop a bag (Yeah Hoe!)

You a hoe, you know we know (Yeah Hoe!)

Fuck around and get exposed (Yeah Hoe!)

Gangsta on the internet (Yeah Hoe!)

In real life, you like CB4

Everybody know your own when you're stuntin'

You done fucked with the wrong nigga money

Niggas runnin' in your home when they comin'

Sendin' shots at your dome, ain't no runnin'

Give up on your block, like we got it on lock

Birdie in the block, run up to your spot

Runnin' in and out, bet you fuckin' with the cops

Workin' with the opps, tryin' to put me in the box (bitch)

Yeah, I got niggas looking up to me, nigga, I'm a star

Yeah, trap get slow

But the shit don't stop (shit don't stop)

Yeah, nigga ran out but he better not stop (running)

You could put niggas on but they still gon' plot, yeah

Got a couple niggas still on the block

I could make me a mil' on the block (mill')

And the way that I wrap them things,

I could get me a deal on the block

Lotta niggas ain't real on the block

Lotta niggas get killed on the block

Even though they ain't gettin' no money,

Them dumbass niggas be still on the block

I cook that steel on the block

I will blast on your ass (Yeah Hoe!)

I got riders like a cab (Yeah Hoe!)

Send them hitters at your ass (Yeah Hoe!)

You gon' make me drop a bag (Yeah Hoe!)

You a hoe, you know we know (Yeah Hoe!)

Fuck around and get exposed (Yeah Hoe!)

Gangsta on the internet (Yeah Hoe!)

In real life, you like CB4

Play me some pimpin', man

Man, fuck these ol' fake ass hoes on Instagram, Snapchat

These Facebook bitches showin' their titties and shit

Tryin' to get a nigga's attention

All a nigga's DM, fuck you hoes, man

Now let's get fucked up