Drop Shit

[Intro]

(Two-for-the-three)

(Young and I’m Violent, nigga)

(Young and I’m Violent, nigga)

(Two-for-the-three, for real)

(Rx Ant produced it)

[Chorus]

Just me and my Glock, I don’t need no coat

I jump out the whip and shoot like Kobe

Lil' Ten got an opp Glock it’s a hood trophy

Don't shoot out the whip, you know I’m gonna park it

Come with that drac', drop shit on the Market

Ain't selling no sticks, ain't shit on the market

I’m from the Y but I’m banging that V

I come with that shit, drop shit on the V

I knew about them, and they knew about me

That nigga a bitch but I’m really a creep

Spin in any car, nigga it's free

I knock off your arm, won't shoot at your knee

Wopskino Bin Laden, I’m bombin' your street

Try to sell me a car, better come with a key

[Verse]

Diss on the gang, you dead

Come with that fifth, get hit in his head

My young niggas turnt, all they seeing is red

If I run into— shh, I’ma knock off his dreads

I don't know why he dissed me, that nigga crippled

I don't know why they dissing, he got hit in temple

Try to beef, gonna die, nigga it's simple

Keep asking for money, then bitch I’m a pimp

You try to jump in, your ass getting dunked on

You calling her phone and the bitch getting fucked on

I’ma nut in the bitch or face getting bust on

I’ma fuck on the bitch, send her back in the morning

Young N Violent we turnt, we do all the scorin'

Lil' two-for-the-three, I do all the trappin'

Broke ass niggas, they do all the cappin'

You ain't did shit, how the fuck is you active?

Tryna get out they body, we got shit crackin'

I just get in that car, I ain't doing no dissin'

I just get out that car and leave shit twitchin'

[Chorus]

Just me and my Glock, I don’t need no coat

I jump out the whip and shoot like Kobe

Lil' Ten got an opp Glock it’s a hood trophy

Don't shoot out the whip, you know I’m gonna park it

Come with that drac', drop shit on the Market

Ain't selling no sticks, ain't shit on the market

I’m from the Y but I’m banging that V

I come with that shit, drop shit on the V

I knew about them, and they knew about me

That nigga a bitch but I'm really a creep

Spin in any car, nigga it's free

I knock off your arm, won't shoot at your knee

Wopskino Bin Laden, I'm bombin' your street

Try to sell me a car, better come with a key