Drop That Top - Max B

I got them like Biggaveli you that nigga you had in the hood

You the type of nigga cock it and pop in the hood

Yeah and I’m ready to ride

Fitted hat to the back middle finger in the sky

You don’t want it with the kid

I’m in the best shape and you motherfuckers couldn’t picture my tummy getting

big

Got money in the crib got money on the seat

First 30 days in the can was ugly for the kid

I had to bruise up a little nigga in the big yard

Started at the bottom at the move up

Now I’m in the crew plush

V10 with the roof up

Sizzurp in the hand got me juiced up

Like the AK losing them up he didn’t want to ride

Paramedic scooping them up he didn’t want to die

I don’t lie nigga I’m real try to come at me hard

You going to witness more still than the penitentiary job

You better drop that top when is 90° and you on South Beach riding the breeze

you better drop that top if you riding with keys you better slow it down riding

with ease drop the top if you riding the five and your bitches on the passenger

side you better drop that top when it’s 90° and you on South Ave riding the

breeze

No tats on the belly or the chest

'M back boss Don Biggaveili in the flesh me and blaze in front of the telly the

Lex

Yeah we get it popping my nigga we getting plenty

Hit you with the semi

I got the hood in the frenzy

Till the police come and get me

Make you lazy from the piffy bitches try to trick me

I’m like slow down bitches you ain’t getting none of the sticky they thinking

the boy cheap

Word on the street is they think that the boy heat

How he in position to take off on the mission

And he fresh from the prison

Half the chain gleam gold and the rest got the glisten

It’s like I just left out the kitchen

Mixing up the stuff spent the summer in Miami where the bitches love to fuck

The hood love me they give it up

I do it for the kids

I’m a ex-con but they look up to me like I’m Big

You better drop that top when is 90° and you on South Beach riding the breeze

you better drop that top if you riding with keys you better slow it down riding

with ease drop the top if you riding the five and your bitches on the passenger

side you better drop that top when it’s 90° and you on South Ave riding the

breeze

They say I remind them of Pac in this prime

Pop a nigga dead at the drop of a dime

Top down in the drop with the nine

Knowing if I get caught they going to have me sitting in court copping out to a

dime

I don’t need that chewing past food going to steam

That damn bigger valley used to shit you was hot in the green Ac

Max say he going to do something he really mean that

40 cal hitting your gut pushing your spleen back

Told you motherfuckers I was the one

Told you mother fuckers I was a Don

You could catch me in the drop and I always got the gun

You better drop that top when is 90° and you on South Beach riding the breeze

you better drop that top if you riding with keys you better slow it down riding

with ease drop the top if you riding the five and your bitches on the passenger

side you better drop that top when it’s 90° and you on South Ave riding the

breeze