Che Ecru - Drop lyrics

Blood on my tongue Wait, wait I don't want to Don't feel a thing Oh well, think I need to Two for the road I just say it's for you Drop it, yeah drop it Ayy, how you drop it you can feel that sh** Sometimes feel like Steven Spielberg Horror scenes to fill my face So I'm tryna feel them tits My bad it's just a dick in it Ballin' on the floor And I can't help it, no I can't resist Baby girl I love you, love you Let's just go and have some kids Get the f** a-f**-away from me I don't know who you is Where the f** the f** my phone is I think that my mama called What you what you mean I haven't moved or even made a sound Hands inside the ride It's too late to call it quits Feel like we goin' slow We only on hour six Damn what I get into I feel like a f**in' fool Jump inside that f**in' Yeah yeah yeah issa dog too Just like you were brought to All she wanna pop but She won't do it proper Pop her somewhere later Private population I been peakin' two damn times Don't know last time [?] Yeah 410 we got a problem Yes Houston got a problem Keep on poppin' these Poppin' wheelies and boy you bound to pop em No stoppin' They watchin' f** it we still ain't stoppin' Crash the whip The first time we lit up We had to duck and dodge 'em damn A n***a throwin' up, can't even hold it up I know they know its us, and don't know who to trust They tell me cough it up, I couldn't cough it up Cause I was coughin' up, open the coffin up