Drop Songtext
von Connor Price

Whoa
(100graham)

Straight to the top
Never goin′ down, don't wait for the drop
Never stand still, that′s the motto, yeah
Brand-new Benz for the auto, whoa
Foot to the ground, full throttle
Big energy for the night like Latto, damn
Y'all talk lots, never did squat
Life like a Seinfeld plot, mm
Vault full of songs, all of them bombs
Somethin' like a minefield got, boom


Get it, get it, tickets runnin′ out quick (quick)
Bet it, bet it, never gettin′ outbid (yeah)
Said it, said it, never had to shout it (yeah)
They said I couldn't ever do it, okay, how′s this?
Fit a week worth of work in a minute
Machine well oiled, you know how I stay efficient
To-do lists written, I do this different (yeah)
Hold up, wait a minute, I ain't finished (okay), look

Flow′s the same, the same, the same, the same now
Paved a way, the snakes and fakes are chased out
Back-to-back, to back, I change the pace now
Had to stack the cash until the bank's out

Straight to the top
Never goin′ down, don't wait for the drop
Never stand still, that's the motto, yeah
Brand-new Benz for the auto, whoa
Foot to the ground, full throttle
Big energy for the night like Latto, damn
Y′all talk lots, never did squat
Life like a Seinfeld plot, mm
Vault full of songs, all of them bombs
Somethin′ like a minefield got, boom


Wieder mal am Döner, doch Casino fahr'n wir gleich
Heute ist der Abend, wo ich denke, ich werd reich
Laufe durch Charlottenburg, doch renn vor Polizei
In mei′m Trainingsanzug, Adidas, da fällt es mir zu leicht
Kontakte in Amerika, ich frage sie: "What up?"
Ich wollte nicht saufen, aber habe es verkackt
Handy klingelt ohne Pause und ich lehne ab
Hab ich Kater nach der Party, geht mir alles auf den Sack

FaceTime-Call mit mei'm Bruder aus Türkei
Er bringt mir ein Trikot, was gefälscht ist, aber geil
Kippe in den Plastikbecher kalten Wodka rein
Ich kann nicht mehr denken, aber stehen wie ′ne Eins
Ich will ein'n Mercedes, der neben gut aussehen und schnell fahr′n
Noch einiges mehr kann
Und fragt mich der Kommissar, was ich verkaufe
Dann "Sorry, but I don't speak German"

Straight to the top
Never goin' down, don′t wait for the drop
Never stand still, that′s the motto, yeah
Brand-new Benz for the auto, whoa
Foot to the ground, full throttle
Big energy for the night like Latto, damn
Y'all talk lots, never did squat
Life like a Seinfeld plot, mm
Vault full of songs, all of them bombs
Somethin′ like a minefield got, boom