Ty - DROP AGAIN (feat. SOV) Lyrics

Ayy,
Look how this shit dropped again
Doubled back, got popped again
Bad hoes, we gon' lock 'em in,
Look how this cup overflowed,
Doubled up, we pour some mo'
Bank account is overblown,
Might just catch the Holy Ghost
Ayy, Ayy
Look how this shit dropped again
Doubled back, got popped again (popped again),
Bad hoes, we gon' lock 'em in (lock 'em in)
Look how this cup overflowed, (overflowed)
Doubled up, we pour some mo' (pour some mo')
Bank account is overblown,
Might just catch the Holy Ghost
F*ck hoes in a foreign, let's get it,
My new bad bitch want it, I'm with it,
I don't give a f*ck about none but digits,
I don't give a f*ck 'bout a nigga online,
Trynna speak his mind, we gon' mash
Out Nigga,
Belt to ass, bring the lash out nigga,
Dale Earnhardt, we gon' crash out nigga,
Ayy, ayy,
Step in this bitch and I'm changin' the rules,
Step in this bitch and my pockets on blues,
Never gon' snooze, we win, you lose,
Thumbin' up, Dave Blunts nigga, I Feel ya, I swear I can't even put down this cup
Comin' up me and SOV ran through hoes
Swear to God, treat hoes like double-stuffed,
Ayy, ayy
Look how this shit dropped again,
Doubled back, got popped again,
F*ck that, we gon' pop his friends
If a nigga really ain't G.G.P
Don't play with me, I ain't locked with him,
Ain't it ironic how that bitch came back
And she gave me top while being topless again, I swear
Ayy, ayy
Look how this shit dropped again
Doubled back, got popped again
Bad hoes, we gon' lock 'em in,
Look how this cup overflowed,
Doubled up, we pour some mo'
Bank account is overblown,
Might just catch the Holy Ghost
Ayy, Ayy
Look how this shit dropped again
Doubled back, got popped again
Bad hoes, we gon' lock 'em in,
Look how this cup overflowed,
Doubled up, we pour some mo'
Bank account is overblown,
Might just catch the Holy Ghost
We really going way up, my hntrs
Used to be up on the scene, smokin' pack with my brothers
Now I stay up out the way making plays for the hundreds
Never cap, talking tough, never faze my hntrs
I been moving too clean i can't be making no blunders
I don't do moving sloppy, can't afford the mistakes
Keep the grass low with machetes just for the snakes,
I don't Rock with no rodents,
Why u rolling with...Rats?!
They ain't making no cheddar just stuck in the trap,
I was rocking up yola and moving a pack,
Whenever I speak up it's nothing but facts,
Please stop the yapping, be nothing but cap
Watch ya mouth, you better know how to act
Im with Big smoke, he ready put one in ya hat,
Hidden G.G.P. so you think that I'm dollie,
But behind the scenes, I been moving real tact,
How i get in spot with the strap, ain't no patdown,
If he ever ran up know I got 'em sat down,
Bullets rain on headtops , hearing "pitta pat" now,
Put em away like sum in a backpack,
Shots to the body and the back,
It's too real inda field , he done lacked and And then lagged out