Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Droptop , by - Yung FumeRelease date: 21.06.2018
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Droptop |
| Wake up put my chain on, man I’m fleek |
| Walkin' round with big bands all on me |
| So much money I can’t even sleep |
| I go Amsterdam for the week |
| Pull up in droptop, pull up in droptops (yeah) |
| Pull up in droptops, pull up in droptops (yeah) |
| I just sold out the shop, I just sold out the lot (yeah) |
| Pull up in droptops, pull up in droptops |
| They told me it’s timing never late |
| Wake up put my chains on man now I’m fleek |
| Get so much money I can’t sleep |
| I just sold out the shop |
| I just, I just sold out the shop |
| Pull up in a drop, pull up pull up in a drop |
| I just made a lot, I just spent like double prof |
| And I brought back triple figures, we never had enough |
| Gotta teach these little niggas that it’s all about wealth |
| It’s 'bout the money in bands, and you gotta have your family |
| I did this shit with a plan, I did this shit never ran |
| I did this shit never ran, I did it solo, did it with my mans |
| Oh shit, I did not pop in these hands |
| Oh shit, smoking this food in my balance |
| Oh shit, and I came up with a talent |
| Oh shit, the bullets they rapid |
| Oh shit, yeah, I need a 6 bedroom palace |
| Oh shit, yeah, I’m wavey, I’m wavey like oceans |
| Remember I was down on my lowest |
| Remember I was down on my lowest (yeah) |
| Now they pay me when I’m live, still got the 45 |
| Drinking the lean and sprite, might fuck a beanie tonight |
| Might make a CD tonight, my fans say they need me, I’m tired |
| talking miles, talking miles |
| Wake up put my chain on, man I’m fleek |
| Walkin' round with big bands all on me |
| So much money I can’t even sleep |
| I go Amsterdam for the week |
| Pull up in droptop, pull up in droptops (yeah) |
| Pull up in droptops, pull up in droptops (yeah) |
| I just sold out the shop, I just sold out the lot (yeah) |
| Pull up in droptops, pull up in droptops |
| I just want to fuck and ignore |
| They told me rack up the score |
| So I the tally, the pack |
| Money, I need more |
| Dallys in the ends burning tires |
| Foreign doing up some rally, uh |
| I’m sittin' with bosses, the loss ain’t important |
| The cost is appaling, the ganja exotic |
| Can’t believe that I’m coughing now, put 'em all in a coffin |
| They’ll be flying to Florence, the smell is so potent |
| My grams she be holding, mummy gave me a scalding |
| My money ain’t folded, got some Cali and she rolled it |
| Got some money but she gold diggin' |
| Get the 'rink and we pour it |
| with me now we’re tourin' |
| They’re sleeping on me but they’re boring |
| Sleeping on me but they’re boring |
| Gyally callin' but she boring |
| Told the plug I’m fucking touring, I had to tell the plug I’m fucking touring |
| I get the pack in the morning |
| I get it gone by the evening |
| All of my niggas they eatin' |
| I got a show on the weekend |
| Empty car pack with no one in it |
| Just some sucky I’ll leave in a minute |
| I ain’t done baggin' b, let me finish |
| Everyone’s so mad but their tummies filling |
| Yeah, yeah, I know the feeling |
| No food on my plate, yeah I know the feeling |
| Yeah, now I’m getting cake, yeah I know the feeling |
| You broke bummy boys, you don’t know the feeling |
| Yeah, let the smoke fucking touch the ceiling |
| Uh, too many losses now I got my winnings |
| Uh, no handouts yeah I’m tired of giving |
| Before rap full facts, money drug dealing, yeah |
| Wake up put my chain on, man I’m fleek |
| Walkin' round with big bands all on me |
| So much money I can’t even sleep |
| I go Amsterdam for the week |
| Pull up in droptop, pull up in droptops (yeah) |
| Pull up in droptops, pull up in droptops (yeah) |
| I just sold out the shop, I just sold out the lot (yeah) |
| Pull up in droptops, pull up in droptops |