Drop Lyrics

[Intro]
J. White, I need a beat I can go off on, ooh

[Chorus: Yo Gotti]
Drop, shake your ass then (Shake your ass then)
Drop, with your best friend (Best friend)
Stop, that ain't your cousin, ho
That ain't your brother, ho
Y'all be f*ckin', ho
Drop, shake your ass then (Shake your ass then)
Stop, with your best friend (Best friend)
Drop, that ain't your cousin, ho
That ain't your brother, ho
Y'all be f*ckin', ho

[Verse 1: DaBaby]
Okay, my bitch go to school
She a good girl, but she still shakin' ass and titties (Let's go)
She gon' act like it's Magic City
As soon as she get out of class, I hit it (Let's go)
I be runnin' from hoes, get 'em off me
Wait outside my hotel, bitches stalk me
If she think we gon' chill, that bitch lost mе (No)
Really with that, for real, you just talkin' (Let's go)
Gotta watch what you do with that ass
Can't lеt you get close, you know I got that forty (Watch out)
She call me her bro when she horny
I'm in love like T-Pain, I'ma call her my shorty (Yeah, bitch)
Her ass make a whole lot of noise when I f*ck from the back
And it clap, it's annoying (Let's go)
This bitch want a real nigga, he borin'
She make that ass jump out the gym like it's Jordan
That bitch gon' make it
[Chorus: Yo Gotti & DaBaby]
Drop, shake your ass then (Let's go)
Drop, with your best friend (I ain't your best friend, you need to)
Stop, that ain't your cousin, ho (Uh-uh)
That ain't your brother, ho
Y'all be f*ckin', ho
Drop, shake your ass then (Shake your ass then) Stop, with your best friend (Best friend)
Drop, that ain't your cousin, ho
That ain't your brother, ho
Y'all be f*ckin', ho

[Verse 2: Yo Gotti]
He think we family, we not (We friends)
I be burnin' up the top (Ugh)
I call her sis, she want the dick
We went half on a spot
We f*ck on her friends together (Together)
She my homegirl, whatever (Whatever)
She got a nigga, she in love
But I be f*ckin' on her better (Uh)
Yeah, I'm her friend, friend (I am)
I wanna f*ck her again, again
Introduce me as her brother friend
That's big cap, we pretend, 'tend
This hoes got so much game, you niggas be lame
Get out your feelings, you should be ashamed
Lil' bitch from the hood
I took her to Wafi and got her a chain
Call her my twin, she with the gang
I am (I am), that nigga (That nigga)
Big old strap but the check bigger
Truck four wheels worth six figures
Beverly Hills residence, eight figures
Knew who I am, that's two hundred (Two hundred)
Just touched a mill', I been done it (Been done it)
f*ckin' on a bitch from the back
Smack her on the ass, bumpin' Three 6, "Who Run It"
[Chorus: Yo Gotti]
Drop, shake your ass then (Shake your ass then)
Drop, with your best friend (Best friend)
Stop, that ain't your cousin, ho
That ain't your brother, ho
Y'all be f*ckin', ho
Drop, shake your ass then (Shake your ass then)
Stop, with your best friend (Best friend)
Drop, that ain't your cousin, ho
That ain't your brother, ho
Y'all be f*ckin', ho

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