We Droppin’

Lyrics

[Intro: Sha EK] (ZKBeats) (Chee) Gang, gang, gang Grrah, grrah [Chorus: Sha EK] We droppin' fours 'cause it's FourSevK Smoke my pops, so I'm smokin' on Blay Spinnin' Decatur, it feel like a good day Every time that I'm lookin' for Ray And McKinley ain't never did nothin' Like, Tubby, stop all of the bluffin' Like, nigga, go get you some money I was drippy, nigga, you was bummy (Grahh) [Verse 1: Sha EK] Like, they gon react to this shit Have his bitch shakin' ass to this shit We got the drop on his stu' And my gang need a chain, so you know we snatchin' his shit I'm a greedy nigga, I'll slime you Have my O's standin' right behind you Fuck a blue check We get that addy and pull up like, "Who we gon' boom next?" Catch a rapper, and he shot Bitch, it's like seventeen shots in my Glock I go crazy, for my block She gon' die likе that bitch if she smokin' my pops, on gang All these drugs rеally got me buggin' See these niggas, I'ma get to dumpin' All these drugs really got me buggin' See these niggas, I'ma get to dumpin' Why these opp niggas suckin' dick now? Like, I really beat up your brother And your mom, she a dyke So now we gon' beat on your mother Why these opp niggas suckin' dick now? Like, I really beat up your brother And your mom, she a dyke (Grrah, grrah) So now we gon' beat on your mother [Chorus: Sha EK & PGF Nuk] We droppin' four 'cause it's FourSevK Smoke my pops, so I'm smokin' on Blay Spinnin' Decatur, it feel like a good day Every time that I'm lookin' for Ray And McKinley ain't never did nothin' Like, Tubby, stop all of the bluffin' Like, nigga, go get you some money I was drippy, nigga, you was bummy (Glahh, glahh, glahh) [Verse 2: PGF Nuk] Nigga, you ain't do shit I was really outside on your block with a switch Throw up the O like the WIIC We really killin' bricks (Glah, glah) You jackin' the opps, yo' ass get popped (Glah) We clear up the block and we using a mop Red on his head, I'm comin' to shop (Shop) The last thing he heard was, "Fah" (Fah, fah) Me and Sha finna fuck up the streets (Fuck up the streets) Shorty be up on point like a beat (Point like a beat) He got the heat, can't wait 'til we meet (Can't wait 'til we meet) If I play, he gon' die in a week (Die in a week), ayy He might die today (Die today) If I know where he stay then I'm comin' that way (Comin' that way) I got the drac', like bread, he baked (Like bread, he baked) Get shot in the face, he dead today (He dead today) Ayy, like, come get some get back (Get back) We smoke all the opps at the kickback (Kickback) First nigga swing, I'm showin' we with that (Grrah, grrah, grrah-grrah) We sendin' shots, he get popped like a Tic Tac Rockin' desinger, it's comin' in mismatch We hit your bro, now come get your lick back He fucked your ho', now come get your bitch back Glah-glah boom, you know that we shoot back (Grrah) [Chorus: Sha EK] We droppin' fours 'cause it's FourSevK Smoke my pops, so I'm smokin' on Blay Spinnin' Decatur, it feel like a good day Every time that I'm lookin' for Ray And McKinley ain't never did nothin' Like tell me, stop all of the bluffin' Like nigga, go get you some money I was drippy, nigga, you was bummy, glah [Outro] (ZKBeats) (Chee)