Drop Da Tint

(Pre-Hook) Hanging out the window with a big oak timber I just skied a slope, it ain’t winter or December Pull the drive by shootin with some mob-tied hoodlums Don’t be yelling God now when them cars start loopin (Hook) I pull up and drop da tint, pull up and drop da tint Pull the drive by shootin with some mob-tied hoodlums I pull up and drop da tint, pull up and drop da tint Pull the drive by shootin with some mob-tied hoodlums (Verse 1) I roll up, my tint drop (drop) The stick pop (pop) Hit the gas, get ghost through the grid lock (lock) Watch and see how one key will get the grid locked Watch and see how one me will get the crib hot Your cunts can’t stop in my ruthless ways Fuck around and turn this back to John Doe and boobie days Think I give a fuck what your computers say? Have you pissin in your Trues when my Ruger raised I go hard like a wet square Left everybody on the floor when I left there Chopper knock a motherfucker out a fresh pair Gunplay, gun smoke til it ain’t no fresh air (Pre-Hook) Hanging out the window with a big oak timber I just skied a slope, it ain’t winter or December Pull the drive by shootin with some mob-tied hoodlums Don’t be yelling God now when them cars start loopin (Hook) I pull up and drop da tint, pull up and drop da tint Pull the drive by shootin with some mob-tied hoodlums I pull up and drop da tint, pull up and drop da tint Pull the drive by shootin with some mob-tied hoodlums (Verse 2) AR15, yay scraight (straight) off the beam Aye, they want that free base, I’m on the fee chase Forgies, no cheapskates, orgies in each state More beef with each steak, fuck your release date I’m just that goon out that Maybach platoon Now bitch betta not move, slide it to me smooth I brung my gun, and a blunt for my lung And a cup for my rum and a stick for my drum I’m out here, come see me, this oak big as a tree be When I go, write my testament in graffiti All I know I got a piece and I’m pissin on peace treaties I know how that go, we bout that war, believe me We be… (Pre-Hook) Hanging out the window with a big oak timber I just skied a slope, it ain’t winter or December Pull the drive by shootin with some mob-tied hoodlums Don’t be yelling God now when them cars start loopin (Hook) I pull up and drop da tint, pull up and drop da tint Pull the drive by shootin with some mob-tied hoodlums I pull up and drop da tint, pull up and drop da tint Pull the drive by shootin with some mob-tied hoodlums