Problem - Drop That lyrics

(Verse) Great ghost in my system If you broke better fix it Oh yo p**y I’mma kiss it Too real for the fake sh** 100 all day Call it bear bottle money if you call me On strive, on God Be the mirror for every n***a that’s in my squad Yea, everything about the figures And the Beverly sinners Shoppin with my n***as, turning it up And these b**hes all see us for real No Neptunes though we got a splice with the script Like that, it’s a known fact , we at yo face with the rip Trippin, I ain’t gotta be off a pill to act a foolie on em sponsored links Better round like a n***a got a toolie on em Saw yo b**h in the club, threw her booty on me Start poppin that sh**, She got high and start droppin that sh** (Hook) Drop that sh**, b**h For real, drop that sh**, b**h She got hot in that hoe, straight drop that sh**, b**h Drop that b**h, drop that b**h Yea, drop that b**h, drop that b**h Yea, drop that b**h, drop that b**h Drop that b**h, she got high (Verse) If she say she want another pill Nope, I gotta save that for my other girl Yea, it’s a thought I don’t need follow Barry told me her p**y’s feeding the muscato Popped a pill and I roll these like a taco Flex a b**h like Dre, YOLO be the moto n***as wanna hate, I’m poppin scop like a bottle Smoked me a joint, don’t worry about it tomorrow From the same city, it’s drainin there and I follow That sh** prom, was hittin n***as with hollows n***a followed that, birds behind bars Never hit the league but now n***as is all stars Get it? (get it?) Who wit it? Not yall I swear I seen you hopin out a cop car Mmm, that ain’t cool Baby girl I’m that dude so... (Hook) Drop that sh**, b**h For real, drop that sh**, b**h She got hot in that hoe, straight drop that sh**, b**h Drop that b**h, drop that b**h Yea, drop that b**h, drop that b**h Yea, drop that b**h, drop that b**h Drop that b**h, she got high (Verse) See all my n***as tryna bring fresh dollar bills And all my b**hes like to twerk just to keep it trill And all my b**hes I’ll be with, keep them tights on em My main like to f** with the lights on I be on Hennessey, goose I be mixin Tatted like a cholo, pocket full of Benjamins Ridin in that Rari or that Benz with yo BM Burner on my hip, f** whoever wanna see em She choosin, she choosin, she tryna choose up She know I’m bout that money plus I’m too much Stick to the script, f** a b**h, yea literally Beat er from the back like that, got er feeling me I be on some other sh**, she be on another dick But every time I text, man her dude turn to her ex (Bye) got her in a room straight flexin It’s just me and her in the room naked (Hook) Drop that sh**, b**h For real, drop that sh**, b**h She got hot in that hoe, straight drop that sh**, b**h Drop that b**h, drop that b**h Yea, drop that b**h, drop that b**h Yea, drop that b**h, drop that b**h Drop that b**h, she got high