Drops

[Verse 1] I'm with the homies - for breakfast in the morning Put it in the air, rolling up about a quarter I need to bend a corner - she tryna get up on me You cuter than a button but I'm tryna make some money Putting hundreds, fifties, twenties into a knot in my sock Triple that, I put a band into my Ewing shoebox Now how much do you got - karate chopping the shop I shot a chopper I'm hot Prodigal rocking a watches while I been clocking these calls Man you know what I'm 'bout Beep me, meet me up at the Chinese takeout Beep me if you need another one for the drop System loud, riding out like I ain't fucking with cops Top down, riding 'round and I'm hitting the spots I got bass off in my trunk G I don't fuck with the law Ahhh - peace to my dogs Cookies in my raw, I'm about to get it all Peace to my dogs Cookies in my raws, man I'm 'bout to get it all [Hook x2] Shit, built Ford Tough Couple sports cars here to pick these up Whoop whoop whoop whoop, say I won't Getting dough, nigga, say I don't [Verse 2] Handle problems like a Harlem Globetrotter Off my knee, through the net, use your head, I'm talking soccer Talking who's got it, lowkey who's hotter Honest - I'm really out here partner You can ask ya grandmother 'bout me Riding in the Monte, shaking dice, rolling chronic Unstrapped uptowns, I'm the Air Force rocker On the block with a Robert Horry jersey from the Rockets Poetic with my sonnets, eclectic with the knowledge What I'm really saying though is my shit be the hottest Drop Convertibles in August, now they gotta call us Cause niggas rip the tape like a velcro wallet Put the scarecrow on 'em, what you gon' do 'bout it In the drop Bronco with them big ass tires [Hook x2]