Drop That Top

[Verse 1]
Nigga, we'll bring shots to your face like a bar
We  gon’ let lil' bro hop up out that free car
These  niggas be talking but they know just who we are
Know just what it is (Trapnanana), know that she a bop
We got too many sticks, too many sticks, pull 'em up
If  he talkin’ to the feds, gotta pull him up
Niggas  on that bullshit, gotta get div' up

[Chorus]
We gon' pull up, drop the top, and she gon' drop that top
If  we pull up, drop that top, then she gon' drop that top
If we drop that top, you better run, we got them Glocks
Save a bitch, I can't get into that, they be goin'

[Verse 2]
Pull up in that fast shit, yeah, that engine roaring
Brodie,  he a driver, he remind me of Jeff Gordon
Pour up on the lean 'cause young slime and them be snoring
Pineapple Fanta, quick to turn that bitch orange
You want a bad bitch, gotta swag like Luci’
Luciano double back, fuck your bitch coochie
Double diamonds in the Gucci, nigga, yeah, that’s Gucci
Yeah, that's Louis on the wrist
Play with us, get hit (Bitch)
This is not a diss (Gang)
I had to take a risk, she had to take this dick
It ain’t nothin' to send a blitz, got Givenchy on my kicks
When I was out in LA, brody left them Audi doors up
What's that in my styrofoam, that muddy muddy, bruh
Now drop that top

[Chorus]
We gon' pull up, drop the top, and she gon’ drop that top
If we pull up, drop that top, then she gon' drop that top
If we drop that top, you better run, we got them Glocks
Save a bitch, I can't get into that, they be goin'

[Outro]
Save a bitch, can't do it, no
These hoes be going
Drop that top and I bet she drop that top
Fast car but we drive like Nascars