Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Drop My Nuts, artist - Stunna 4 Vegas. Date of issue: 07.02.2019
Song language: English
Drop My Nuts |
| I talk shit |
| Huh? |
| I drop my nuts on 'em |
| Ha, fuck you talkin' 'bout, nigga? |
| I drop my nuts on 'em |
| Uh, I’m turnt all the way up on 'em |
| 4 Way, you get this shit the Glo way |
| Big 4X (4X) |
| I drop my nuts on 'em |
| I’m turnt all the way up on 'em |
| Go with your move, get moved out the way |
| Stunna stay with a gun on 'em |
| I’m making hits like 'Lux |
| We get 'em bands by the bunch |
| Stop past, I’m walking with |
| We got more green than the forest, no Gump, ha |
| Uh, I drop my nuts on 'em |
| I’m turnt all the way up on 'em |
| Go with your move, get moved out the way |
| Stunna stay with a gun on 'em |
| I’m making hits like 'Lux |
| We get 'em bands by the bunch |
| Stop past, I’m walking with |
| We got more green than the forest, no Gump, ayy |
| Ayy, we park his whip at the stop sign |
| He gon' get caught in that crossfire |
| It’s a green light, don’t stop firing |
| Rich Whammy rhyme, I side, then the opps side |
| Catch him lackin' in his Nissan |
| Can’t beef with that boy, he ain’t outside |
| Put that boy on the list, no Top5 |
| I had Lurk lookin' for him like iSpy |
| Ayy, I’m booed up with a bad bitch |
| I ain’t thinkin' 'bout makin' no rap diss |
| I shut a nigga up if he chat |
| These bitch niggas 22 Savage |
| You ain’t sold no dope, quit cappin' |
| These niggas still live off their daddies |
| Uh, a nigga get popped like an addy |
| I send them boys to your spot, send an addy |
| Ayy, I drop my nuts on 'em |
| I’m turnt all the way up on 'em |
| Go with your move, get moved out the way |
| Stunna stay with a gun on 'em |
| I’m making hits like 'Lux |
| We get 'em bands by the bunch |
| Stop past, I’m walking with |
| We got more green than the forest, no Gump |
| Ayy, I drop my nuts on 'em |
| I’m turnt all the way up on 'em |
| Go with your move, get moved out the way |
| Stunna stay with a gun on 'em |
| I’m making hits like 'Lux |
| We get 'em bands by the bunch |
| Stop past, I’m walking with |
| We got more green than the forest, no Gump |
| Uh, jump off the porch, drop your nuts, lil' nigga |
| We know you a dork |
| You ain’t shot shit but a ball on a court |
| He do the wrong thing and he meet the Lord |
| Send a do-boy, we knock off the source |
| Come here, Taliban, show no remorse |
| Lil' bro pop his top like a cork |
| Split his face, we gave it a divorce |
| I don’t need a house without it |
| He get put in the clouds if he doubt it |
| Uh, these niggas stealing my style and I don’t be trippin', they know where |
| they found it |
| Yeah, nigga, quit all that cap for you can’t |
| Rich Whammy top ten, we got rank |
| Nigga hopped in that water and sank to the bottom |
| When it’s beef, we loadin' them K’s |
| Ayy, I’m gettin' loaded for days |
| Push their shit back, I gave them a fade |
| I’m stackin' chips, no Lays |
| Mama say that I’m stuck in my ways |
| Uh, these niggas ain’t gettin' no plays, so why would I diss? |
| Say my name, they gon' spill like a diss |
| Watch who you when you takin' risks |
| These niggas go down and they take the pen |
| I keep that Glick for sure |
| Ayy, these niggas bitch, you know? |
| Got deals on the table, but I ain’t sign shit |
| First I gotta flood out my wrist for sure |
| Uh, Stunna the shit, she know |
| We pull up and hit, he gone |
| I ain’t finna beef with no bozo |
| These niggas wanna jump off the porch with a pogo |