Letra de Droptop - OhGeesy

(Feat. Kamaiyah)

(Island with the cash like Diego)

Ice down the Patek, automatic, check the mathematics, car start with no keys in

Drop-top whips, we catch breezes, it's easy

I could put you in that foreign

Ayy, your necklace, I'ma charm it

Ayy, I'm the shit, no Charmin

Ayy, a big dog, I'm enormous

My whole arm lit

Yeah, yeah, yeah

Bitch, I'm the shit like number two (Two)

But I'm still number one, that's nothin' new (Nothin' new)

Changed up the whip, changed up the view (Change it)

Iced up your wrist, fill it up with jewels (Fill it up)

Fillin' up your mouth, we do what it do (Fill it up)

We could make noise 'cause the kid at school (Pick him up)

You could talk that shit, you could act a fool

But when you see me out, better play it cool, ayy

We could be in private or be outside (Outside)

Turn a bad bitch to a housewife (To a housewife)

Make a free bitch wanna get cuffed (Cuffed)

All the freaky bitches, we could link up (We could link up)

Drop-top foreign with no keys

Two bad bitches and OhGees

Drop-top foreign with no keys

Two bad bitches with OhGeesy

Ice down the Patek, automatic, check the mathematics, car start with no keys in

Drop-top whips, we catch breezes, it's easy

I could put you in that foreign

Ayy, your necklace, I'ma charm it

Ayy, I'm the shit, no Charmin

Ayy, a big dog, I'm enormous

My whole arm lit

I make music for the bitches and for the thugs

I make music for the crib and for the club

For all the sneaky links and the hoes in love

For niggas grip they bitch like they do they gun

For the ones that don't love hoes, but love they bitch a ton

For the hoes that throw it back and never run

For the niggas smokin' gas, the real Runtz (Gas)

Them ones that stack the paper, never need a front (Stack it)

Tryna run me up a bag, give it to my son (Sinny)

I'm tryna fly a new bitch out like every month

Tryna buy a hundred choppers, a hundred drums (Baow)

I'm tryna fuck my bitch all night until we see the sun (See the sun)

Drop-top foreign with no keys

Two bad bitches and OhGees

Drop-top foreign with no keys

Two bad bitches with OhGeesy

Ice down the Patek, automatic, check the mathematics, car start with no keys in

Drop-top whips, we catch breezes, it's easy

I could put you in that foreign

Ayy, your necklace, I'ma charm it

Ayy, I'm the shit, no Charmin

Ayy, a big dog, I'm enormous

My whole arm lit

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