Stop, Drop & Roll! Lyrics

I might Drop a Hundred

I'm like Four with my Blick, Cause I'm popping something

Hoes all up on my dick because I'm rocking something

I'm on Cuff Mode, a bitch come close you gotta know I'm probably dropping something

I might go and cash me a phantom, going ghost in it

Don't mistake it for no Faygo, It's a Four in it

Vetti' Outside the Garage got a ghost in it, and they both tinted

Speak a word to me and Ken we like "Yeah" cause we both Winded

3.5, 24/7 Blowed All Night

Don't bring no beef to the 'Net, Bitch It's on Sight

I'm flying hoes through the Delta to Detroit

To get 'em smashed like I'm all might

You Niggas playing cheap, I'm cashing Twenty for an Instrumental

You Niggas Acting Special, I'm on a different Level

You sliding in a Rental, Dont bring no beef up to us cause that shit hard to settle

Bitch we hard as Metal

Souljas in the streets, In that room it aint hard to Tell 'em

Civil Regime's for the Pants, But the Four's on Venom

That mean they all Black

He set up Studio in Lids cause he all Cap

Fucked the Bitch once, Now she waiting on a Call Back

I'm like the TV Show on Nick, Cause I'm All That

I thought the Bitch had some ass, It was All back

He thought we sold his Ass some gas, It was All Crack, That's Scamming 101

They can't believe that I'm on google, Yeah I'm coming up

You see me with a Laptop just know that Something up

I be whipping with the Gang, Bitch we Six Plus

Everybody rolling with a Blick, Bitch we Sticked Up

Looking like I fought a Bear, The Ksubi's ripped up

If I didn't make a band, I had slipped up

Girly used to stroke Me at the back of the class

I can't lie I couldn't hop up out my seat cause I was Bricked up

I'm in here charged up, like I'm Goku

The Coochie pink, But Imma eat it like it's Soul Food

Yeah that's Shots Fired

I'm riding round in this Scat, I think the cops tired

It's so much fire in the booth, I gotta Stop, Drop, and Roll

I'm committed, So I gotta give a Ho the Give and Go

Shoutout Kobevez, he know he the Goat at Pick and Rolls

It's to the point, If you hating on my Shit you getting Old

I might Drop a Hundred

I'm like Four with my Blick, Cause I'm popping something

Hoes all up on my dick because I'm rocking something

I'm on Cuff Mode, a bitch come close you gotta know I'm probably dropping something