Drop it Off lyrics

[Verse 1: Gucci Mane]
I want?I'm a Vet not a Rookie
Can't go out like no pus*y
Can't let no n*gga push me, I take a n*gga cookies
I heard you got a truck with a hundred pounds in it
So I got my chopper with a hundred rounds in it
Damn, that's some real talk, f*ck what your clique thought
Throwin up them Es, like GD’s ?
Why you brangin games up, damb you done come up
Millitary trained up, almost famous
Gucci got a sick flow, all he wear is rose gold
Tryna get a deal, but all I got was closed doors
Now I'm the CEO, Imma sing my damn self
n*gga out of line, Imma beat him with a ? belt
Burn with a hot iron, f*ck him with a broomstick
Go f*ck his main b*tch, for tryna talk sh*t
Gucci keep it gutter, man, all I do is hustle, man
Imma take your mama, man, pistol whip your brother, man

[Chorus: Gucci Mane]
Drop it off before I make you come and drop it off
Take it off, before I have to make you come and take it off
Drop it off before I have to make you come and drop it off
Take it off before I have to make you come and take it off
Drop it off before I have to make you come and drop it off
Take it off before I have to make you come and take it off
Drop it off before I have to make you come and drop it off
[Verse 2: Eva Trill]
Take it off, drop it off, before I got to break you off
Hollow points in my special, rollin with ?
So obvious you fake and floss, I prommis you goin take a loss
You die before you hit the top, you and whoever you brought
n*ggas still think they're Pac, til them bullets clap their lungs
You auint talkin out bout them guns, when we start clappin them guns
Hangin n*ggas over the edge, ?
It's murder murder, n*gga, be killed or kill yourself
Homicide, suicide, gennecide, you decide
f*ck that unified, have my money, you gon die, n*gga
I hate to do it to you, but I do you, and your cuttie pie
Right when you reside, brought that paper, ain't no fake
Hard times, in these hard streets
Hard 9, you won't wanna meet
? I'm supposed to be my brother's keeper
Drop that money off, so we don't have to see ya

[Chorus: Gucci Mane]
Drop it off before I make you come and drop it off
Take it off, before I have to make you come and take it off
Drop it off before I have to make you come and drop it off
Take it off before I have to make you come and take it off
Drop it off before I have to make you come and drop it off
Take it off before I have to make you come and take it off
Drop it off before I have to make you come and drop it off