Cali1036 - Drop Lyrics

Lyrics Drop - Cali1036




Hey babe what you doing this weekend?
I know you hate me we not speaking
These adderall baby I'm geeking
Dussé got yo ass looking decent
Where you been at I been down yo block
Come outside girl I just wanna talk
And if he come out I got a new Glock
This ain't par lil baby this wock
Hound style girl you know how I bop
Guns N' Roses they know I how I rock
Think this fire just wait till it drop
If it's up then it's stuck till it pop
I'm on his block posted up with a chop
Bro make a mess I'm gon slide with mop
Catch a opp I'm gon knock till he drop
He got to drop he gon narc to the cops
I got a drake this shit get drizzy
Bro got a stick that nigga get busy
Everything whoopty my niggas with me
Can't peter roll I'm always oh fifty
Stopped popping e no more getting jiggy
She suck dick and leave still tell me she miss me
Shake and bake Ricky Bobby I'm selling Whitney
Don't want your affection you cannot kiss me
Hey babe what you doin this weekend
I know you hate me we not speaking
These adderall baby I'm geeking
Dussé got yo ass looking decent
Where you been at I been down yo block
Come outside girl I just wanna talk
And if he come out I got a new glock
This ain't par lil baby this wock
Hound style girl you know I bop
Guns N' Roses they know I how I rock
You think this fire just wait till it drop
If it's up then it's stuck till it pop
I'm on his block posted up with a chop
Bro make a mess I'm gon slide with the mop
Catch a opp I'm gon knock till he drop
He got to drop he gon narc to the cops
I got a fn
I keep me a weapon
I'm never walking lil bitch I'm stepping
And I can't hit she won't fuck her best friend
He got a death wish guess it was destined
Heaven accept him sent him express shipped
He got the message
Don't touch my necklace
You gon need protection
Ain't no exceptions
Anybody could get this
My niggas reckless
They say you can't bring a gun into church
Don't the devil show up every Sunday
If yo weapon can't form it can't hurt
But I guess we all gotta die one day
Girl I'll put that boy on a shirt
I'll turn that boy into merch
God still gon love me at my worst
God knows I won't meet him first
God knows it can get worse
God knows I've tasted dirt
God knows how much I've worked
But I make this shit look easy
I promise I don't do percs
But I slur they don't believe me
Her shit so wet I surf
Grant my wish dream of genie
Hey babe what you doing this weekend?
I know you hate me we not speaking
These adderall baby I'm geeking
Dussé got yo ass looking decent
Where you been at I been on yo block
Come outside girl I just wanna talk
And if he come out I got a new glock
This ain't par lil baby this wock
Hound style girl you know I bop
Guns N' Roses they know I how I rock
You think this fire just wait till it drop
If it's up then it's stuck till it pop
I'm on his block posted up with a chop
Bro make a mess I'm gon slide with the mop
Catch a opp I'm gon knock till he drop
He got to drop he gon narc to the cops



Writer(s): Calibi Mcleod


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