OHB - Save the Drama lyrics

[Verse 1: Chris Brown] Gun shots, we lots Hennessy, I don't really like scotch At the don when I'm talking to the dutch And the man with the pockets like fam you up Dippers and the wait notes Black man says he's hit a lick, better keep your face down Get loud when that kick sound You miss it, don't count up No tops, no tops Go to collect, we in Paris when we shop You gotta give the man props Your girl love a man lots f** it, I'm on that p**y like a rumpa If I tag her, gotta have her have a bumper All that p**y, got it for ya like a drug And I know she got that wagon from her mama [Hook: Chris Brown] Call it a homicide how she do The guys in Jamaica, man jealous Make me terrified I can tell you sk**ed cause you using your melody Oh, no no no no Light another blunt then we gon' light up the floor Smoking all that ganja you can smell through the door Sex tape never, 'less she let me record And I know where your head's at Got your attitude from your mama And I don't wanna set back Just do me a favor and save the drama [Verse 2: Tracy T] Get the baddest b**h and treat it like the worst Popping the Henny, tripping if you f** the p**y first We gon' f**, I'm gon' f** or we gon' fall in love I will get 'em once, f**ing, f**ing with the plug b**hes texting, I'm a dog fetching b**h I'm on, no flexing, f** a 100 besties See that's just for that extra Range, she'd to forget them Your body's under my belt, just to make it official I forget that he mission, never forget the pistol Thinking all the way in, k**ing and leave the victims I got trust issues, I might think you tripping Really I be tripping, rolling with all the spitting West is, this the gang, b**h you better catch it 'Fore you be over tested, rather pull up in a Bentley Used to pull up in Chevys, I'm the kind that can get enough I'm the kind that can get the paper cause I can't get enough n***a [Hook: Chris Brown] Call it a homicide how she do The guys in Jamaica, man jealous Make me terrified I can tell you sk**ed cause you using your melody Oh, no no no no Light another blunt then we gon' light up the floor Smoking all that ganja you can smell through the door Sex tape never, 'less she let me record And I know where your head's at Got your attitude from your mama And I don't wanna set back Just do me a favor and save the drama [Verse 3: Kevin Gates] Likkle waste girl Lick her waste girl Lick di poom poom Like di taste girl I done made love in the strangest places I'm a real plug move thangs on the daily Like di mon on the moon I'll be safe Smoke di ganja mi ugh Everyday I'm a rider, she a rider Hold the Glock 9 right on side her Hit the high notes like Mariah Body feel electric when the vibe is right I'm a drug ima get you high tonight Fall in love with me p**y mine tonight I could see you want me Pull you closely Sound on silent Ignore the phone ring Deep breath Hands on knees Just get it Real small waist Fat a**, lil titties Email please gates don't do digits Mouth on bling just spent 2 million Laid back, low key, big lean sippin S63 coupe yeeee I'm whippin Heroin trap back street move chickens New boo thing on fleek roof missin Chris B hit me, dip thru kick it Straps on lap Big sh** I give her Hat to the back Lot of tats I'm chillin' Matter of fact Big racks I give her Kevin Gates don't hang Bae stop slippin' Bullsh** make a real n***a lose interest [Hook: Chris Brown] Oh, no no no no Light another blunt then we gon' light up the floor Smoking all that ganja you can smell through the door Sex tape never, 'less she let me record And I know where your head's at Got your attitude from your mama And I don't wanna set back Just do me a favor and save the drama