Drop it Off
[Verse 1: Gucci Mane]
I want?I'm a Vet not a Rookie
Can't go out like no pussy
Can't let no nigga push me, I take a nigga cookies
I heard you got a truck with a hundred pounds in it
So I got my chopper with a hundred rounds in it
Damn, that's some real talk, fuck what your clique thought
Throwin up them Es, like GD’s ?
Why you brangin games up, damb you done come up
Millitary trained up, almost famous
Gucci got a sick flow, all he wear is rose gold
Tryna get a deal, but all I got was closed doors
Now I'm the CEO, Imma sing my damn self
Nigga out of line, Imma beat him with a ? belt
Burn with a hot iron, fuck him with a broomstick
Go fuck his main bitch, for tryna talk shit
Gucci keep it gutter, man, all I do is hustle, man
Imma take your mama, man, pistol whip your brother, man
[Chorus: Gucci Mane]
Drop it off before I make you come and drop it off
Take it off, before I have to make you come and take it off
Drop it off before I have to make you come and drop it off
Take it off before I have to make you come and take it off
Drop it off before I have to make you come and drop it off
Take it off before I have to make you come and take it off
Drop it off before I have to make you come and drop it off
[Verse 2: Eva Trill]
Take it off, drop it off, before I got to break you off
Hollow points in my special, rollin with ?
So obvious you fake and floss, I prommis you goin take a loss
You die before you hit the top, you and whoever you brought
Niggas still think they're Pac, til them bullets clap their lungs
You auint talkin out bout them guns, when we start clappin them guns
Hangin niggas over the edge, ?
It's murder murder, nigga, be killed or kill yourself
Homicide, suicide, gennecide, you decide
Fuck that unified, have my money, you gon die, nigga
I hate to do it to you, but I do you, and your cuttie pie
Right when you reside, brought that paper, ain't no fake
Hard times, in these hard streets
Hard 9, you won't wanna meet
? I'm supposed to be my brother's keeper
Drop that money off, so we don't have to see ya
[Chorus: Gucci Mane]
Drop it off before I make you come and drop it off
Take it off, before I have to make you come and take it off
Drop it off before I have to make you come and drop it off
Take it off before I have to make you come and take it off
Drop it off before I have to make you come and drop it off
Take it off before I have to make you come and take it off
Drop it off before I have to make you come and drop it off