"Dropped The Lo" lyrics

Tee Grizzley & Skilla Baby Lyrics

"Dropped The Lo"

Niggas ain't even got no opps, who y'all talkin' 'bout in them songs?
I got an opp can't look me eye to eye 'cause one of his shit gone
People keep tellin' me that I'm beefin' with a pit (Helluva made this beat, baby)
I call my four-five a leash, shit'll make a nigga sit (Enrgy made this one)
Oh, yeah

Pop out when it's hot out, find a bitch to fuckin' skate on (I'm gone)
Pop out when it's cold, Gucci coat and all my J on (Ice)
Play with somethin' safe, them niggas tryna keep they face on (Nigga)
Extension hangin' out that Glock 10, look like a payphone
Wake up in the mornin', put my 'Miris then my K on
If you really tryna play it safe, nigga, stay home
Get a nigga touched anywhere 'cause my pape' long
I be tryna get a nigga face like a Wraith song

Ayy, pop out in my city, all my J on, brand new Gucci coat (Oh yeah)
Two types of people that don't like me, pussy niggas, goofy hoes (Fuck 'em)
Niggas ain't even got no opps, who y'all talkin' 'bout in them songs? (Who?)
I got an opp can't look me eye to eye 'cause one of his shit gone (Bitch)
We ain't 'bout to play with no nigga, boy, or no bitch (At all)
Run up on 'em, dump the whole clip, yeah, that's some cold shit
Not a goofy, when it come to smoke, I ain't gon' post shit (At all)
And when these niggas get they brains scattered, I don't know shit (I'm quiet)
Used to beat niggas' ass back in the day, now I pop niggas (Come here)
You be with them niggas I don't like, you might die with 'em (Pussy)
I was broke, I caught the DDOT, now the top missin' (Drop)
Fuck the opps, them niggas be put up like the dry dishes (No cap)
Ayy, Skilla, they can't fuck with us on street shit or rap shit (No cap)
Me and Mu in the London, bitches fuckin' off our accent (No cap)
I text like thirty hoes, "Good morning," 'fore I eat breakfast (Nigga)
They can turn the lights off in Annex 'cause our necks lit (No cap)

Pop out when it's hot out, find a bitch to fuckin' skate on (I'm gone)
Pop out when it's cold, Gucci coat and all my J on (Ice)
Play with somethin' safe, them niggas tryna keep they face on (Nigga)
Extension hangin' out that Glock 10, look like a payphone
Wake up in the mornin', put my 'Miris then my K on
If you really tryna play it safe, nigga, stay home
Get a nigga touched anywhere 'cause my pape' long
I be tryna get a nigga face like a Wraith song (Ha)

Them boys ain't my motherfuckin' opps, them my custos (Ha)
Gang full of iPhones, they be gettin' touched on (Bah)
Chopper crush bones, we bust hoes and tough tones
It don't matter what the fuck wrong, strap your nuts on (Strap your nuts on)
I been ridin' 'round with money and blicks since a jit (Since a jit)
I been tweakin', sendin' hits, all this over a kit (Bah)
People keep tellin' me that I'm beefin' with a pit (Ha)
I call my four-five a leash, shit'll make a nigga sit (Sit your ass down)
I up three M's on the 'Gram, it make 'em sick (Sick)
Chain doin' the Uzi dance every time I take a pic'
Got the hook on my dick, I can't even take a piss (Ha)
None of my guns borin', everything got a switch
Tryna blow a nigga like a candle, make a wish
Every time me and Tee in the club, it's a lightshow (Ha)
I just fucked the opps' striker up, call GEICO (Ha)
Up the Drac' and knock a nigga stomach off like some lipo, ha (Fah, ha)

Pop out when it's hot out, find a bitch to fuckin' skate on (I'm gone)
Pop out when it's cold, Gucci coat and all my J on (Ice)
Play with somethin' safe, them niggas tryna keep they face on (Nigga)
Extension hangin' out that Glock 10, look like a payphone
Wake up in the mornin', put my 'Miris then my K on
If you really tryna play it safe, nigga, stay home
Get a nigga touched anywhere 'cause my pape' long
I be tryna get a nigga face like a Wraith song


Writer(s): Marlon Lafayette Brown Jr, Martin Rafael Mc Curtis, Terry Sanchez Wallace Jr., Trevon Gardner
You May Also Like
Foogiano & Big Scarr - "Soul Keeper" Ah Ho Foo (Let the band play) Need a cheerleader (Cheerleader) All these points that a nigga score (I score) She a team eater (She a team eater) When we fuck, she throwin' up the four I was sellin'...
Money Man & Peezy - "Latest Gen" Yeah, yeah Shorty lookin' good in that Chanel, love her hair and nails Scammin' and I'm movin' bales, police want me in a cell Talkin' to my lawyer, fuck a plea, I ain't gon' never tell Made an M...
Real Boston Richey - "5 Star" I might pull up with your boo Then hit a five star restaurant, order me and her some soup Don't matter how thick the bitch is, I won't put her before my loot I'm fresh as fuck, fresh out the high...
Ski Mask "The Slump God" - "Unbothered" Yeah (Dun-dun-da-dun-dun-dun) Yeah, okay, yeah Check my sleeve, sauce I spit Let me just talk my shit Is it cold in here to you? Wet Whoa Kenny Lil' bitch, yeah Big drip like spit from a big rip...
Montana Of 300 - "Ugly" Don't think shit sweet cause you see money, this shit get ugly My shooters with me be on dummy, my niggas love me We're droppin' off like we was clumsy, my nigga, trust me You'll get zipped up just...