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  • Drop-drop-drop Top Two Seater Me And My Gucci
    Drop-drop Top Two Seater Me And My Gucci
    Drop-drop-drop Top Two Seater Me And My Gucci
    Drop-drop Top Two Seater Me And My Gucci
    [Verse 1:]
    I roll screw, candy applegenni on em
    Gucci vest, white T, Nikes matching on em
    Chicks tryna catch I throw a couple dreams on em
    It's the weatherman, and I'm a make it rain on em
    Drop hits on em magic like tricks on em
    And they can never be me, cause I throw a hats on em
    I gotta Benz truck, a made boc
    Yellow two seater Bentley like a lemon drop
    Where a hundred grand, chest about three hundred grand
    I denifiy me when you see me pop that rubbaband
    Used to lookin chicks sideways since a young boy
    Gotta crush on dat dollar ever since a young boy
    Now life's a cnady store as if I was a young boy
    Living life fast lane, rollin in them big toys
    To the white mall, in the Suburban
    Bout to buy it all, and take some numbers
    [Chorus: Chopped & Screwed]
    [Verse 2:]
    I'm in high pursuit, cause I'm a paper chaser
    In that coupe switching lanes like I'm speed racing
    Speeding like a trunk on a weekend
    Crash the fluid like (WHOSSH) What we drinking?
    I just blew one and then I'm feeling so right
    Look in my rearview and I am lookin so tight
    I gotta hood chick, but all she wanna do is fight
    I gotta model chick but she stay higher than a kite
    I walk up in da club, you would think I froze time
    Been a playa mayne, ever since the street sign
    Draped up gotta million, face on it watermelon
    Contracts up, Kels about to make a killin
    I ain't only in the game, I'm from running it
    Fourth Quarter... didn't need to ball, *****
    To the white mall, in the Suburban
    Bout to buy it all, and take some numbers
    [Chorus: Chopped & Screwed]
    [Verse 3:]
    Yeah, man I gotta lot of hoes
    Yup, I'm bragging I got alot of clothes
    Yup, I'm bragging I got alot of cars
    Yup, I'm bragging, ***** I'm a superstar
    And Yup I'm bragging I got alot of ice
    Yup, I'm bragging got stunners on at night
    Yup, I'm bragging I'm ballin in the club
    Yup, I'm bragging and I don't giva ****
    [Chorus: Chopped & Screwed]
  • Drop-drop-drop Top Two Seater Me And My Gucci
    Drop-drop Top Two Seater Me And My Gucci
    Drop-drop-drop Top Two Seater Me And My Gucci
    Drop-drop Top Two Seater Me And My Gucci
    [Verse 1:]
    I roll screw, candy applegenni on em
    Gucci vest, white T, Nikes matching on em
    Chicks tryna catch I throw a couple dreams on em
    It's the weatherman, and I'm a make it rain on em
    Drop hits on em magic like tricks on em
    And they can never be me, cause I throw a hats on em
    I gotta Benz truck, a made boc
    Yellow two seater Bentley like a lemon drop
    Where a hundred grand, chest about three hundred grand
    I denifiy me when you see me pop that rubbaband
    Used to lookin chicks sideways since a young boy
    Gotta crush on dat dollar ever since a young boy
    Now life's a cnady store as if I was a young boy
    Living life fast lane, rollin in them big toys
    To the white mall, in the Suburban
    Bout to buy it all, and take some numbers
    [Chorus: Chopped & Screwed]
    [Verse 2:]
    I'm in high pursuit, cause I'm a paper chaser
    In that coupe switching lanes like I'm speed racing
    Speeding like a trunk on a weekend
    Crash the fluid like (WHOSSH) What we drinking?
    I just blew one and then I'm feeling so right
    Look in my rearview and I am lookin so tight
    I gotta hood chick, but all she wanna do is fight
    I gotta model chick but she stay higher than a kite
    I walk up in da club, you would think I froze time
    Been a playa mayne, ever since the street sign
    Draped up gotta million, face on it watermelon
    Contracts up, Kels about to make a killin
    I ain't only in the game, I'm from running it
    Fourth Quarter... didn't need to ball, *****
    To the white mall, in the Suburban
    Bout to buy it all, and take some numbers
    [Chorus: Chopped & Screwed]
    [Verse 3:]
    Yeah, man I gotta lot of hoes
    Yup, I'm bragging I got alot of clothes
    Yup, I'm bragging I got alot of cars
    Yup, I'm bragging, ***** I'm a superstar
    And Yup I'm bragging I got alot of ice
    Yup, I'm bragging got stunners on at night
    Yup, I'm bragging I'm ballin in the club
    Yup, I'm bragging and I don't giva ****
    [Chorus: Chopped & Screwed]