Savage Kruger - Drop Lyrics

I'll drop a nigga like a single
I been stackin' up these chips, just like Pringles
My name ringin' all these bells, just like jingles
Put a bullet through his head, now it's see-through
I'll drop a nigga like a tape
Don't try to run, you can't run from yo fate
He wanna talk it out, broski it's too late
Just like this album on the way he got a date
Blood in the street it look like Bombay
I'll squeeze this motherfucker til my palm ache
And, none of my niggas starvin' cause we all ate
Ain't no love in these streets, boy it's all hate
If you not certified you can't even stand by me
Swear I can't wait for the day a nigga try me
They gone have to hook him up to a IV
Surviving two to the face it is unlikely
We can shoot a movie just like Spike Lee
Or Quentin Tarantino, if it's that then let me know
30 in the clip I ain't got time to try to reload
Gave that boy a date, I put 'em on a schedule
Totin' that pipe
Bang a right
Take a life
Run that light
I'll drop a nigga like a single
I been stackin' up these chips, just like Pringles
My name ringin' all these bells, just like jingles
Put a bullet through his head, now it's see-through
I'll drop a nigga like a tape
Don't try to run, you can't run from yo fate
He wanna talk it out, broski it's too late
Just like this album on the way he got a date
Blood on the scene it look like red wine
We had to rock that boy to sleep like it was bedtime
I'm stayin' out the way I'm tryna dodge that fed time
He drop a diss song you know what's gone happen every time
Smokin' dead opps, it got me on a flight
A nigga touch me he gone die, on my life
It's a gunfight, tell me why he brought a knife
Like a dike, that boy got caught without his pipe
Bitch it's bussing if it's up then fuck a tussle
Make me call TMONEY, that's the muscle
All yo niggas hungry, yeah they struggling
Shootout with the opps we make 'em suffer
Just met this lil thot she from the country
Knew I was gone fuck I had her blushin'
She gone take the dick I make her suffer
Niggas see me in public they don't say nothin, because
I'll drop a nigga like a single
I been stackin up these chips, just like Pringles
My name ringin' all these bells, just like jingles
Put a bullet through his head, now it's see-through
I'll drop a nigga like a tape
Don't try to run, you can't run from yo fate
He wanna talk it out, broski it's too late
Just like this album on the way he got a date

I'll drop a nigga like a single
I been stackin' up these chips, just like Pringles
My name ringin' all these bells, just like jingles
Put a bullet through his head, now it's see-through
I'll drop a nigga like a tape
Don't try to run, you can't run from yo fate
He wanna talk it out, broski it's too late
Just like this album on the way he got a date
Blood in the street it look like Bombay
I'll squeeze this motherfucker til my palm ache
And, none of my niggas starvin' cause we all ate
Ain't no love in these streets, boy it's all hate
If you not certified you can't even stand by me
Swear I can't wait for the day a nigga try me
They gone have to hook him up to a IV
Surviving two to the face it is unlikely
We can shoot a movie just like Spike Lee
Or Quentin Tarantino, if it's that then let me know
30 in the clip I ain't got time to try to reload
Gave that boy a date, I put 'em on a schedule
Totin' that pipe
Bang a right
Take a life
Run that light
I'll drop a nigga like a single
I been stackin' up these chips, just like Pringles
My name ringin' all these bells, just like jingles
Put a bullet through his head, now it's see-through
I'll drop a nigga like a tape
Don't try to run, you can't run from yo fate
He wanna talk it out, broski it's too late
Just like this album on the way he got a date
Blood on the scene it look like red wine
We had to rock that boy to sleep like it was bedtime
I'm stayin' out the way I'm tryna dodge that fed time
He drop a diss song you know what's gone happen every time
Smokin' dead opps, it got me on a flight
A nigga touch me he gone die, on my life
It's a gunfight, tell me why he brought a knife
Like a dike, that boy got caught without his pipe
Bitch it's bussing if it's up then fuck a tussle
Make me call TMONEY, that's the muscle
All yo niggas hungry, yeah they struggling
Shootout with the opps we make 'em suffer
Just met this lil thot she from the country
Knew I was gone fuck I had her blushin'
She gone take the dick I make her suffer
Niggas see me in public they don't say nothin, because
I'll drop a nigga like a single
I been stackin up these chips, just like Pringles
My name ringin' all these bells, just like jingles
Put a bullet through his head, now it's see-through
I'll drop a nigga like a tape
Don't try to run, you can't run from yo fate
He wanna talk it out, broski it's too late
Just like this album on the way he got a date