Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Drop It Off , by - Yo Gotti. Release date: 23.11.2015
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Drop It Off |
| This some gangster shit |
| Nigga before all the lights, cameras and action nigga |
| It was pitch black dark, niggas with ski masks |
| Niggas with choppers, don’t take one to the bottom of their shoes |
| Niggas who good, you know what time it is |
| Got to get my ass in, got to get my ass in |
| Got to get my, got to get my, got to get my hands in |
| Drop it off, drop it off, drop it off, drop it off |
| Drop it off, drop it off, drop it off, drop it off |
| Got to get my, got to get my, got to get my ass in |
| Got to get my ass in, got to get my ass in |
| Drop it off, drop it off, drop it off, drop it off |
| Drop it off, drop it off, drop it off, drop it off |
| Face down, nigga |
| Play if you want to homie |
| Strap in your face, bitch |
| Niggas know they don’t want it |
| No it ain’t no secret |
| Niggas coming to get it |
| Don’t be looking surprised |
| You know a nigga will get it |
| Niggas roll in their grave |
| No Memphis walk-ins like Brown |
| Niggas show us their work |
| And we laying that ass down |
| Hundred G’s are better |
| Niggas going to get hurt |
| Ten stacks in the morgue |
| Of niggas that get murked |
| Hiding in the bushes with choppers and all black |
| Fuck you in the house and that’s where they stash it |
| Damn, my home murked so I know it’s in here |
| And if I’m wrong bitch, I’ll make you wish it was here |
| Whoop his ass, Cut his head, do him bad with the pistols |
| Pull the trigger baby Mrs. gonna phone people |
| Niggas get money, working with the set |
| Know they business, when I hit the door they holla words back |
| Got to get my ass in, got to get my ass in |
| Got to get my, got to get my, got to get my ass in |
| Drop it off, drop it off, drop it off, drop it off |
| Drop it off, drop it off, drop it off, drop it off |
| Got to get my ass in, got to get my ass in |
| Got to get my, got to get my, got to get my ass in |
| Drop it off, drop it off, drop it off, drop it off |
| Drop it off, drop it off, drop it off, drop it off |
| I’m maxed out, got to get my ass in |
| Got to come up on a couple of stacks before the weekend |
| Load up my 45 ready to go on a mission |
| Trying to see which one of these suckers I can catch slippin' |
| Is it you, with the 22's, perfect for my deuce deuce |
| Drop it off, bitch before I put your life on snooze snooze |
| Tie your ass up to the bumper of my dark truck |
| Playing with the gas, it’s your ass on my hand bruh |
| Take me to your stash in the basement of your mommy’s house |
| Need to move fast before I blast, pistol in your mouth |
| Fucking with these bitches, and you know these hoes talk |
| Laughing, bragging about some shit that they feign that they saw |
| Overheard your conversation and they act like I ain’t listen much |
| Scope your ass out, caught you slipping while you pissing |
| No waiting on the pay day, flying on the get away |
| Get the units there and throw my hat away |
| Got to get my ass in, got to get my ass in |
| Got to get my, got to get my, got to get my ass in |
| Drop it off, drop it off, drop it off, drop it off |
| Drop it off, drop it off, drop it off, drop it off |
| Got to get my ass in, got to get my ass in |
| Got to get my, got to get my, got to get my ass in |
| Drop it off, drop it off, drop it off, drop it off |
| Drop it off, drop it off, drop it off, drop it off |
| Ride through the east side |
| Cash through my stumpy grounds |
| When street lights come on |
| Weak niggas don’t come around |
| 'Cause you niggas be robbing me |
| You don’t want no problems |
| When it’s going down, I’m the only one who can stop them |
| I call the shots, I’m a dawg, I don’t play at all |
| Knows where you’re from, who the boss |
| I’ma break them all |
| Situations get drastic about that paper dawg |
| Get a call, «I got your baby momma nigga pay the cost» |
| I keep a full clip that’ll wake you up |
| Hoe, I could get your main bitch to come and set you up |
| Niggas say they ain’t going, I’m like ok |
| I bet he changes tune with a 40 in his face |
| Catch a nigga slipping I’m going to take him off his feet |
| And I don’t mean no harm, but my people got to eat |
| That’s how it is, yea that’s how it’s got to be |
| Shit, it’s better you than me, drop it off nigga |
| Got to get my ass in, got to get my ass in |
| Got to get my, got to get my, got to get my ass in |
| Drop it off, drop it off, drop it off, drop it off |
| Drop it off, drop it off, drop it off, drop it off |
| Got to get my ass in, got to get my ass in |
| Got to get my, got to get my, got to get my ass in |
| Drop it off, drop it off, drop it off, drop it off |
| Drop it off, drop it off, drop it off, drop it off |
| So that’s how it’s going to be, huh?! |
| You want us to keep putting in work like it’s nothing?! |
| Well then so be it |
| I told y’all niggas yesterday, I’ma tell you to stop |