Lyrics Shells Droppin' (feat. MemoTheMafioso) - Bravo the Bagchaser , MemoTheMafioso

Bitch I pull up, and I air it out, you hear them shells droppin'
Man shoutout to the feins, 'cause you know they stay coppin'
Nigga's really hate me 'cause my fuckin' name poppin'
I don't ever hide out
Bitch I'm ping droppin', been poppin'
Swear I'll knock his fuckin' wig off him,
Ima wolf you a pig, and you know I'm pig droppin'
Yo mans really broke, he ain't rich, bitch stop it, aye
You ain't rich, bitch stop it, aye

Look
No cap, I had to get it out the mud,
Making jug, baby I ain't got no time to fall in love
Bitch you might got corona so I can't give you a
Hug, opps runnin' with an L, I went home with a dub
Sippin' many, I can't tell you that fosho,
Bitch I'm really born to win,
So I gotta' keep a pole, tell that bitches that it's up
Now it's really on the floor,
I just bought a new top, came with a big scope (Damn)
And that's yo 'lil baby 'round here, she big ho,
I'm 'finna let this bitch blow, if anybody get close
I heard the feds at my door, I'm hoppin' out the window
This ain't a stock clip bitch, it got extendo

And I'm a bread winner baby,
So I really get doe, big pole, let it blow, if anybody get bold
Boy don't get yo shit cracked, thinking that you kimbo,
All that tough toe talk, we gon' make him limbo, get ro
4-5 came with a beam,
Play some mothafuckin' reels, steady pluckin' the streams
If I'm talkin' 'bout a waste,
Then it's bussin' the scene,
I'm servin' the feins, I'm finna get it by any means
Talkin' all about the flips, since the K-I-D
Gotta get it how you live, baby say life be
They be watchin' how I move,
Trynna be like me, I'm VIP, you something like a P-I-G
I just pop my benz, 'bouta cop 9 hands,
If you went through what I did, you'd probably pop 5 xans
I don't really trust shit
Barely got 5 friends, what's a poodle to a pit, he was not my can
On the real
All facts fuck how you feel
So much weight up on my plate, that I'm braking the scale
Oh he say I'm in his face, finna break it as well
I fell in love with chasin' paper, you be chasing the tail
Ima talk my shit, until they pop my shit,
I ain't no motherfuckin' P but I be walkin' with a limp
Started with a couple G's, now I get it by the grip
You hear them shells droppin',
Try to reach you gettin' hands, stop playin' with me

Man
Aye bravo
Man, tell these people to stop playin' man, we really born to win tho
Play for real