DROP!

[Intro: Lil Bay]
Boom, pop, motherfucker drop, motherfucker drop
Boom, pop, motherfucker drop, motherfucker drop
Boom, pop, motherfucker drop, motherfucker drop
Boom, pop, motherfucker drop, motherfucker drop

[Verse 1: Depth Strida]
The legacy is back, it's Apache fuckin' Strida time
Twelve gauge, fat shotgun, bro about to pay the fine
Torture him in my chamber
Red dots, many laser
Fuck him up, meet me later
Pull up in pulses beamer
The masks about to crack
There's nothing I could hide man
You want me on a track
But that shit not my type, aye
A-A-Apache on thе LMG
And we put you up in light, ayy
Fuck with us you get wet up
I'm not comparing sizе, ayy
Uh fuck hit the uppercut
And you spit some blood
Uh, tell me what the fuck was up?
You don't got no bloods
Uh catch me sneakin' thru your block
Hit Apache walk
Uh, no I cannot stop
Make his fuckin body pop

[Verse 2: DEATHSLEFTHAND]
The fucking king is back
Ready to attack, hand out packs
To the junkies who need crack
Always armed with my strap
MAC-11 drum mag
Pull up in the night with a mask on
Alright staying in the dawn
Chopper and the AR
Drum mag FMJ, yeah
Still beneath the read
You pussies is fake yuh
Really did the race yuh
And I never say no
Pop pop big chopper on deck yuh