Murda - Drop Out lyrics

[Intro] Yeah Yeah Yeah Imma [?] Imma [?] Imma [?], thirty a key Your b**h keep on flirting with me [Hook] Drop out, yeah Drop top, yeah Hop out, yeah Pop out, yeah Rolling dice, yeah, yeah Foreign whip, yeah Take your b**h, yeah, yeah Taking trips, yeah, yeah Drop out, yeah Drop top, yeah Hop out, yeah Pop out, yeah Rolling dice, yeah, yeah [?], yeah Take your b**h, yeah, yeah Taking trips, yeah, yeah [Verse 1] You know I already told 'ya [?] the soldier She want to come through and pour up Pour a little juice in the soda Keep the bag on check Can't let 'em [?] my bag Gucci [?] at your neck Gucci [?] on my rack [?] Smoking on [?] Shorty pull up in [?] Bet she gone call me the [?] Do this for all of my people Someone else please transcribe, I'm tired and will continue tomorrow