Shells Droppin’ lyrics

[Intro]
Yeah
Uh (Cruise Control)
Really born to win, b*tch
F-f-f*ck the other sh*t, we got Milo on the beat

[Verse 1: Bravo the Bagchaser]
b*tch, I pull up and I air it out, you hear the shells droppin' (Hear that b*tch droppin')
Man, shoutout to the fiends 'cause you know they stay coppin'
n*ggas really hate me 'cause my f*cking name poppin' (Damn)
I don't never hide out, b*tch, I'm pin droppin' (Pin droppin')
Been poppin', swear I knock his f*ckin' wig off him (Knock his wig off him)
I'm a wolf, you a pig, and you know I'm pig droppin' (Pig droppin')
Your man's really broke, he ain't rich, b*tch, stop it (b*tch, stop it)
You ain't rich, b*tch, stop it, ayy
Look (Look)
No cap, I had to get it out the mud (Out the mud)
Make a jug, baby, I ain't got no time to fall in love (b*tch, make a jug)
b*tch, you might got corona so I can't give you a hug (You got the 'rona)
Opps ridin' with an L, I went home with a dub (With a dub)
She be many, I can tell you that for sure (Tell you that for sure)
b*tch, I'm really born to win so I gotta keep a pole (Keep that pole)
Tell these b*tches that it's up, now it's really on the flo'
I just bought a new chop, came with a big scope (Damn)
And that's your lil' baby, 'round here she big ho (Big ho)
I'm finna let this b*tch blow if anybody get close
I heard the feds at my do', I'm hoppin' out the window (b*tch, I'm gone, huh)
This ain't a stock clip, b*tch, it got extendo
[Verse 2: MemoTheMafioso]
And I'm a bread winner, baby, so I really get dough (Dough boy)
Big pole, let it blow if anybody get bold
Boy, don't get yo' sh*t cracked thinkin' that you Kimbo
When I tuff tone talk we gon' make him limbo, get rolled (Get low)
.45 came with the beam (Aight)
Praise the motherf*cking real steady plucking the strings (The real)
If I tuck it by the waist then it's busting the seams
I'm serving the fiends, I'm finna get it by any means (Haha)
I been all about the flips since a K-I-D (K-I-D)
Gotta get it how you live, baby, c'est la vie (C'est la vie)
They be watching how I move tryna be like me
I'm VIP, you somethin' like a P-I-G (Pig)
I just popped five bands, 'bout to cop nine hands (Ooh)
If you went through what I did, you'd probably pop five Xans (Ugh)
Ion really trust sh*t, barely got five friends (For real)
What's a poodle to a pit? You is not my kin
On the real (On the real), all facts, f*ck how you feel
So much weight up on my plate that I'm breaking the scale
What he say? I'm in his face, I'm finna break it as well
I fell in love with chasing paper, you be chasing the tail (Simp)
I'ma talk my sh*t until they pop my sh*t
I ain't no motherf*cking P but I be walking with a limp (Pimp walk)
I started with a couple G's and now I get it by the grip (By the grip)
You hear the shells dropping, tryna reach, you gettin' hit
Stop playing with me
[Outro]
Man
Ayy, Bravo
Better tell these people stop playin', man, we really born to win though