Been Dropped a Sac

[Chorus: Takeoff] Been dropped a sack on the whip Been dropped a sack on the chain Been dropped a sack on the watch Been dropped a sack on the ring Been finessing the plug Nigga been sold them drugs Been dropped a sack on the Tru's Robin jeans with the stud Been dropped a sack on the watch Been dropped a sack on the chain Been dropped a sack on the whips Been dropped a sack on the ring Been finessing the plug Nigga been sold them drugs Been dropped a sack on the Tru's Robin jeans with the stud [Verse 1: Takeoff] I done been dropped a sac on the whip I been dropped a sac on the chain I done been fucked your main I done been finessing in the game I done been posted up on the block I done been running from the cops Got the dope, all up in my sock And the J's always wanna knock When they come knocking at my door 'Bout 3 or 4 o'clock in the mornin' They be asking, they be itching for the dope They be asking, they be asking for my coke Wanna pop a bean, wanna smoke? Nigga tell me what you'd do for the dope Kick doors, rob a store, and a nigga gonna give him point four I pull out, Maserati, smelling like that kush cologne Waiting on big bruh to come home, counting up checks while I'm getting dome Sipping on lean, out the Styrofoam Got an extendo filled up with strong I just fucked up a check, I'm about to get it back Bout to bounce back like ping-pong [Chorus: Takeoff] Been dropped a sack on the whip Been dropped a sack on the chain Been dropped a sack on the watch Been dropped a sack on the ring Been finessing the plug Nigga been sold them drugs Been dropped a sack on the Tru's Robin jeans with the stud Been dropped a sack on the watch Been dropped a sack on the chain Been dropped a sack on the whips Been dropped a sack on the ring Been finessing the plug Nigga been sold them drugs Been dropped a sack on the Tru's Robin jeans with the stud [Verse 2: Quavo] Drop the sack, drop the sack Fuck check up get it right back My niggas don't know how to act And I still got bricks like Shaq Went to sleep today off the Act Gassed up but I ain't got cataracts In the strip club fuck a pussy stat Hit the block then I fuck up them bags Hit the lot, drop a sac on a Jag Then drop another sac for the stash I don't want to talk 'less it's 'bout cash Got a foreign bitch and she love to pop Xan's Drop a sac, put it in the trash can Good pack smelling like the trash can These 12 be looking for the work Disappear I clear my hands Then I pull of in a Range Rover Trying to sack up with my nigga Sosa No triple-A, yeah the game over I know niggas that bite like a Cobra Wrap the pack up, ship it overseas I got anything a nigga need Them Xan's, or that lean, that kush pack with no seeds [Chorus: Takeoff] Been dropped a sack on the whip Been dropped a sack on the chain Been dropped a sack on the watch Been dropped a sack on the ring Been finessing the plug Nigga been sold them drugs Been dropped a sack on the Tru's Robin jeans with the stud Been dropped a sack on the watch Been dropped a sack on the chain Been dropped a sack on the whips Been dropped a sack on the ring Been finessing the plug Nigga been sold them drugs Been dropped a sack on the Tru's Robin jeans with the stud