Straight Drop X 4

Aye, look

It's like ASC' be the truth

These **** all frauds

Mulli' in the bank

And Mulli' on course

I'm talking straight cash

'Cause I don't take shorts

Twenty, all scores, and that's for the door

Baddie in Dior, got her on her fours

Top me like she owe me, until it lockjaw

This weight's moving shaky, it needs to lock more

I'm only doing straight drop, you know the drop's raw

Straight drop four, that's for the fans

Yeah the boy's back, back with a bang

I straight drop all my grams

The flake lock, no maj'

And when the weights gone, you better know that's big racks

My bitches all bad, my baddies all mean

The batty so fat, she gotta jump in her jeans

Hella junk in her trunk, and her front hella clean

She whispered in my ears, "You the man of my dreams"

Told her, "Baby, this reality and that's a dream"

'Cause I was never seen, goin' cunch for the p's

Point-three's on the 'B, and the same on a dubs

Fiends hit me for a lump

I hit em' with the teeth

Getting mulli' with the team

My 'chilles all clean

I put in extra time when my racks got low

My ratch' touch souls, my trap does O's

That's O's on O's these bands won't fold

Hunnid bags up in jewels, fifty bag wardrobes

Louis or the Gucc'

Giuseppe, never wore those

Rap-trappin' two moon, doin' four shows

Crack's straight crack, I stretch that with raw nose

The phone's turnt up, that's what that raw does

If my dargs rise up, that's no less than four slugs

At the shows with the Tuggs

Still keep the four tucked

They hate you even more, when you're getting more love

I couldn't give four fucks, 'cause the love's all fake

I'm tryna make sure it's 10/10 grub on my plate

I got the peng, tell a friend, from the dubs to the slate

And all my gyal stay peng, got face, with shape

Got mulli' on the way

Coolin' off with bae

And she be on face, time to her mate

I got her in the passie, we're cruisin' round the way

And when, OT popped down, I was movin' yay

Gettin' money both ways

Sippin' Rosé

My weed all purple, roll me a soul plane

Never wife a hoe, you know these hoes straight

Two workers, work the shift, I make them both rotate

My **** got caught up, now that **** so strange

I whip the Benz more time, but got the Rolls for the day

Whip the Yola no Benz, riding with the loaded '10

Fuckin up the Trizzy, 10/10 O's for them

No lights in the trap, all night with the cats

They be comin' back and forth all night for this crack

For this light, they do laps

Dropped five on the Wap

Try go to war with us, you getting fried with the Mac

Big tools for the opps

Big jewels for the thots

Came through hella clean, from the jewels, to the drop

**** hate my guts cause they ain't got what I got

But I did more than a lot, to get all that I got

I got these **** sick, mad

Gettin' big bags

Same pricks that be mad, his chicks on my dick bad

And she just wanna blow Jack

If I take her for the night, then she ain't tryna go back

My soldier bringing back racks

I send him with them O's back

Big facts

Straight Drop, times four (Gang)

Mulli' way

Smooth

Clean Cut