(I can take you higher) It's not that I can't stop, it's that I won't stop I'll make it hot (I do it) I'll be on top, as soon as the beat drop I'll make the whole club rock (I do it) Show you how that low rider bounce off the flo' - You ain't know? It's

Metro, let's try something (dope) It's Drop top If Young Metro don't trust you, I'm gon' shoot you I'm a ex con, used to sell crack at the Texaco Known for toting guns and it's what I'm on probation for

'Nother round, fill 'er up, This is what it's all about, no one can slow us down. Hell can't handle all of us, so get your bottles up. Drinkin' every drop until it all runs out. We ain't gonna stop until the clock runs out. (Bottoms up) Hammer down, grab

For this life, I cannot change Hidden Hills, deep off in the main M&M's, sweet like candy cane Drop the top, pop it, let it bang (pop it, pop it) Drop the top, pop it, let it bang (Pop it, pop it) Murda on the beat so it's not nice Drop the top, play

You do it (Ayy) I got different color on my diamonds, I can't even see the time I don't wanna see her face, I'ma go and get behind Drop the top on the Wraith, I'ma make it lose its mind I just made 100k, it was quicker than a Vine I was swinging from a

Raise hands up when the bass is droppin' When the bass is droppin' When it's droppin' Raise hands up and we don't stop rockin!

(You're on fire) (You're on fire) Yeah That's how you know you're on a roll 'Cause when you're hot, it's like you're burning up everyone else's cold You need to stop, drop, and roll 'Cause when you say the shit to get the whole hip-hop shop to blow You

Steal your bitch, call it hijack Hijack, hijack Nigga talk shit, get your head cracked Pussy, money, weed, got all that Pussy, money, weed got all that Riding with the racks, thang on my lap It's the hooligan, drop top one shot shooter Money on my mind,

So stop, drop and roll one We're on fire, I think Takes one to grow one Burned out like the prom queen We're right on the brink We're one of a kind It’s all mirrors and smoke rings We’re one of a kind We're all mirrors and smoke rings

Hotboxin' in the whip (in the whip) I don't even smoke (smoke though) But we drop tops and let it rip (skrrt, skrrt) Pull up if it's smoke (huh?) With them big rocks up in her ear (word) Chandelier (chandelier), can you hear? (huh?) Who that there? Who