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Wop, wop, wop I heard y'all talk, ain't focused on y'all Scared of the dark, take a walk in the park Dropped the top, we gon' [?] Skrrt off that lot, we got too many cars Too many broads, too many [?] (Ayy McCoy) (I get my work from the narcos) Drippin', I'm drippin', I'm drippin', I'm drippin' like woo (Yeah, yeah) I flip it, I flip it, I flip it, I flip it like woo (Yeah, yeah) I tip it, I tip it, I tip it, I tip it like woo (Yeah, yeah, ayy McCoy) (I get my work from the narcos) I'm gettin' that dough, I'm flippin' the rocks You know that's for sure, yeah, yeah (Yeah) Drippin' head to the toe (Toe), yeah, yeah (Yeah) I pull up in that Rolls (Yeah), yeah, yeah (Yeah) They ain't match my clothes (Clothеs), yeah, yeah (Yeah) You know how wе rock Pull up on you on the dot, on the clock, uh I came from the rock I came from the bums of the sums of the block Countin' guap, I stack it a lot Why not? Yeah, yeah Hot, like fire On the block, I might start a riot Letras de cancionesI don't stop, I don't get tired Stackin' that guap, yeah, all my cash pile up (Woo, yeah) I'm goin' higher and higher and higher (Woo, yeah) All this drip, I look like a styler (Woo, yeah) I'm gettin' flyer and flyer and flyer (Woo, yeah) And I'm [?] for the drip, I'ma die here But I'm livin' the life that you couldn't imagine Y'all workin' for me while I'm workin' with magic They tried to trust me, I ain't make up reactions Found my energy now I'm out here spazzin' Viscously, spazzin' I don't think, I'm a dragon Get that cake and I bag it At the bank and I'm laughin' [?] it don't matter On the hit I get flattered They just keep gettin' madder Wop, wop I'm gon' drop that top, stop Let me relax a little (Yeah) We do not cap for real (For real) We don't sit back and chill (Chill) We do not lack or squeal (Squeal) [?] like in the field (Field, field) I'ma stack to a mil (Mil, mil) I did that with a deal (Deal, deal) With a mask, I reveal ('Veal, 'veal) Just make 'em laugh, give appeal (Jit) I do my dance, like a jester (A jester) I'm gettin' bands, like investors (Investors) [?] I'ma flex up (Flex up) She gettin' mad, gettin' extra (Extra) Probably why I left her Probably why I leave her outside while I dip her Probably why I read and never ever text her I get the cheese then I get the cheddar Blah, we're too hot I stack my guap Nah, I can't stop I'ma stack it up 'til I drop Until I die, or I'ma survive Stackin' them notes while I'm still alive Look in my eyes, don't seen behind the lies Boy, don't you try to jump into the tide From Letras Mania