Drop Off

[Intro: Key Glock & Kenny Muney]

What's up, Muney?

Glock, where you at?

Shit, man, I just left the lot, what's goin' on?

Man, you gotta hurry the fuck up, I gotta go drop this bag off

Alright, bet

[Chorus: Key Glock & Kenny Muney]

Catch me ridin' with my gang, switchin' lanes like a Nascar

Walkin' out the bank smellin' like stank, just dropped a bag off

Trappin' propane, I got the strong shit like Hancock

And I just slammed a fifty-pack just like my last name Randolph

Shooters hop out foreign cars and leave you on the asphalt

Bitches watch like Vevo and we know that's why you mad, dog

We just dropped a bag off, we filled up the last vault

Youngins made a living off that work, we pissed they ass off

[Verse 1: Key Glock]

Ayy, I just left the lot, brand-new drop, I just smashed off

Ain't no nigga takin' shit, I bеt we cut they hand off

All that ice up on mе, ain't no need to cut the flash on

Better not come at me about no bitch 'cause I been smashed her

Runnin' 'round, talkin' down, broke boy, get your bands up

Lil' Glock, I stay fresh as fuck, all my kits five hundred plus

I'm a big dog, you a pup, we first place, they runner-up

Ask your bitch, she know what's up, who that shinin'? Bitch, that's us

[Chorus: Key Glock & Kenny Muney]

Catch me ridin' with my gang, switchin' lanes like a Nascar

Walkin' out the bank smellin' like stank, just dropped a bag off

Trappin' propane, I got the strong shit like Hancock

And I just slammed a fifty-pack just like my last name Randolph

Shooters hop out foreign cars and leave you on the asphalt

Bitches watch like Vevo and we know that's why you mad, dog

We just dropped a bag off, we filled up the last vault

Youngins made a living off that work, we pissed they ass off

[Verse 2: Kenny Muney]

I made a living off juggin', they showed me the game and they hate that I took it

I had that work in the bushes, when you was a rookie, I kept me some kushy

Pull up in drops that don't come with the top, so I know they gon' see me like Tookie

I got your bitch and she wet as a mop and she give me more head than a noogie

Mention my name, better end it with Muney

Speak on the gang, better mention we comin'

Diamonds so shiny, you think that it's sunny

I ran it up in the trenches with onions

I get more sauce than a bottle, so don't even bother to try to compare me to nothin'

Now I can fuck on your bitch when I wanna

So quit with the drama before you get punished

[Chorus: Key Glock & Kenny Muney]

Catch me ridin' with my gang, switchin' lanes like a Nascar

Walkin' out the bank smellin' like stank, just dropped a bag off

Trappin' propane, I got the strong shit like Hancock

And I just slammed a fifty-pack just like my last name Randolph

Shooters hop out foreign cars and leave you on the asphalt

Bitches watch like Vevo and we know that's why you mad, dog

We just dropped a bag off, we filled up the last vault

Youngins made a living off that work, we pissed they ass off