Fall - BeatKing, DJ Chose

Drop it down for me babe

Throw that ass, hold me safe

I got cash, what you tryna do?

Make these 1's follow you

Make these 1's follow you

Make these 1's follow you

I got cash, what you tryna do?

Make these 1's follow you

I’m that onyx, so much paper, can’t call it

Nothing but bad hoes around me

Broke ass niggas ain’t coming

She gon' throw that ass on me

All this paper she want it

This bitch hang from the roof

This little bitch, she too

She talking she’s from Dallas

I don’t give a fuck if you from Dallas

I just want that ass, I’ma grab it

Make my dick roll like magic

Your nigga locked up, that’s tragic

You think you be matched, fuck the rapper

Fuck that, pop these Xannies

Bitch take of them panties

Drop it down for me babe

Throw that ass, hold me safe

I got cash, what you tryna do?

Make these 1's follow you

Make these 1's follow you

Make these 1's follow you

I got cash, what you tryna do?

Make these 1's follow you

Bitch, I just rin a check

Ain’t throw a dime of mine, I ain’t 'bout to flex

Club pay me payment just to show up in these weeks

I gave her some 100's to do some freaky things

She gon' bust it down like they do out in the zone

Big corn bread, big corns in her mouth

Real trap down bitch o’s in the house

I threw bands at the bitch, she threw it back and I was loss

Turn up like

Drop it down for me babe

Throw that ass, hold me safe

I got cash, what you tryna do?

Make these 1's follow you

Make these 1's follow you

Make these 1's follow you

I got cash, what you tryna do?

Make these 1's follow you