Drop Pin

[Verse: DaBoii]
Heard nigga speakin' on my brother, till them boys to drop pin
Backstage at the show, you know we snuck the chop in
My lil' bro a janitor, you know he love to mop shit
N' free my brody out the slam, that nigga love to drop shit
I got 10 on me now, show me where the opps live
I hit the bitch and her friend, lil' baby know I'm toxic
Yeah I done made it out the trenches, but still love a thot bitch
If police don't pull up driving crazy, I done get your car flipped
You always focused on them hoes, boy you ain't never locked in
From the north to the west, niggas know we locked in
Niggas know we locked in, pussy niggas locked out
They pop that shit up on the net, but never with the pop out
Summertime, Carties on, I'm cruisin' with the top down
I love when I get that call, bitch another opp down
FN 57 bitch shoot baby chop rounds
Aim my Glock on a stranger, why you talking hostile?
This nigga died, and he ain't slide, heard he was tryna cop out
Stop all that lyin' in them songs, that some shit you not 'bout
I threw a switchy on the bitch, but 30 heard a chop sound
2 am leaving the club, I'm walking with the Glock out
I mix the Virgil with the Yeezy, had to bring the sauce out
She keep accusing me of shit, like what the fuck you talmbout?
Popping percs back to back, I can't think in this bitch
[?] asked what I saw, I can't see, not for shit
Daydreaming bout them bands, I never think bout a bitch
Oh you don't think that hoe fucking? You don't think, not a bit
You don't think, not a bit, use your head dumb nigga
Summertime in the winter, don't get fanned up
Now when they was popping off the shots, where your mans was? (Nigga)
Pass a bitch to the gang, I don't handcuff (Bitch)
And bitch you better not push on us, [?] up in the sprinter van
Bitch I don't give a fuck, I ride a plug, I ride a middle man
Bitch, where I from bitch we ain't get sturdy, we just thizzle dance
Boy thought he was off a perc 30, that's a skittle fam
Bro ain't try to send no pop shots, he tryna kill a man
That boy ain't try to make it up to God, say he'll kill again
Nigga sounding hard up in these songs, when he kill a-
Where I'm from they call me D-Boii, but I'm still the man

[Outro: DaBoii]
Uh-uh but I'm still the man
Call me D-(uh), bitch I'm still the man
Huh, [?]
Boy ain't send no pop shots, tryna kill a man
Hey, ona gang nigga (Ay, ay)
Ay, ay you know where we hang nigga
Ay, ay you know what I bang nigga
You know what I claim nigga
SOB the gang nigga
Bitch