Drop The World by Cyrus Lyrics
[Verse 1]
I just feel like spittin', motherfucker, what it really do?
See me pull up with that dolly llama, slice of really cool
You just think your model bobblehead up in a swimming pool
What that mouth do? I'm curious
Pause, wait, no, period
All hate, too serious
Dad almost named me Darius
When I lived his life through mine, so vicarious
A rap god dare no time for experience
I'm pure and you are nothing
See, I just kinda chill, man
Rustier than wheel wells
Might just have to kill ya
Hold up, let me feel this
Okay, you can rap fast, and it really sounds good
So you're like Busta Rhymes, all you do is sound good
And I wrap my baggage, come with that ass, I clap
These bitches say "What?" I saw you grab me them bags
I say we takin' this fight, gon' be a while 'fore we land
I got some records to merch, I got some money to spend
I got some game gronie, that's a grown man
I take my time with this shit like I got no class
I been openin' for these rappers and babblin' 'bout these accidents
Well amnesty is granted and I'm just taken for granted, ugh!
Ho-ho-ho-ho-hold up, bring it back
What's sixty seconds to a minute, man
Don't worry 'bout it, I'ma fit it in
Break it down with these dividends, all I want is my percent
Fifty large off Michigan, fifty large off family friends
[Interlude]
Hold up
Oh yeah, hold up
Say wait, hold up
Hey you, hold up
Okay
[Verse 2]
Cooled up all them tater tots and I'm paid a lot but I'm stealing shit
Pulled up all them haters, never want favors, one for the ages
What my age is? 80s? 90s? They just faced it, laced it, rolled it
I don't wanna be the motherfucking one that's chosen
I wanna be in a bayou right by you like "Hi, you"
Like taste that, like try you, you try me, you're mine too
I mine you, you're a goldmine, pussy taste like rastan
Pussy taste like what? Pussy taste like all mine, like whoa
Praise Lord, I just wanna take a two by four
With my two socks on, hit it from behind
And you get four times two when the time is right
Said pick it up where you left it off
Made out with you, twelve with the midnight gorges
When the midnight orgy hits the order
Then comes Christmas time
We're sippin' borders with the fam around
You want that samurai
You say you like my music, I say I like your style
I say, yeah, I woke up one day
I wanna be the person that you dream about when you pray
I wanna be the fucking guy that ain't gotta swear all the time
I want you to wake up with nobody else on your mind, yeah
[Chorus]
A whole lotta world, yeah, but she was what I need, uh
A whole lotta world, yeah, but she was what I need
Drop the world
Drop the world
Drop the world
I said drop the world
[Outro]
There's a first time for everything, right?
Just to pick you up
I just feel like spittin', motherfucker, what it really do?
See me pull up with that dolly llama, slice of really cool
You just think your model bobblehead up in a swimming pool
What that mouth do? I'm curious
Pause, wait, no, period
All hate, too serious
Dad almost named me Darius
When I lived his life through mine, so vicarious
A rap god dare no time for experience
I'm pure and you are nothing
See, I just kinda chill, man
Rustier than wheel wells
Might just have to kill ya
Hold up, let me feel this
Okay, you can rap fast, and it really sounds good
So you're like Busta Rhymes, all you do is sound good
And I wrap my baggage, come with that ass, I clap
These bitches say "What?" I saw you grab me them bags
I say we takin' this fight, gon' be a while 'fore we land
I got some records to merch, I got some money to spend
I got some game gronie, that's a grown man
I take my time with this shit like I got no class
I been openin' for these rappers and babblin' 'bout these accidents
Well amnesty is granted and I'm just taken for granted, ugh!
Ho-ho-ho-ho-hold up, bring it back
What's sixty seconds to a minute, man
Don't worry 'bout it, I'ma fit it in
Break it down with these dividends, all I want is my percent
Fifty large off Michigan, fifty large off family friends
[Interlude]
Hold up
Oh yeah, hold up
Say wait, hold up
Hey you, hold up
Okay
[Verse 2]
Cooled up all them tater tots and I'm paid a lot but I'm stealing shit
Pulled up all them haters, never want favors, one for the ages
What my age is? 80s? 90s? They just faced it, laced it, rolled it
I don't wanna be the motherfucking one that's chosen
I wanna be in a bayou right by you like "Hi, you"
Like taste that, like try you, you try me, you're mine too
I mine you, you're a goldmine, pussy taste like rastan
Pussy taste like what? Pussy taste like all mine, like whoa
Praise Lord, I just wanna take a two by four
With my two socks on, hit it from behind
And you get four times two when the time is right
Said pick it up where you left it off
Made out with you, twelve with the midnight gorges
When the midnight orgy hits the order
Then comes Christmas time
We're sippin' borders with the fam around
You want that samurai
You say you like my music, I say I like your style
I say, yeah, I woke up one day
I wanna be the person that you dream about when you pray
I wanna be the fucking guy that ain't gotta swear all the time
I want you to wake up with nobody else on your mind, yeah
[Chorus]
A whole lotta world, yeah, but she was what I need, uh
A whole lotta world, yeah, but she was what I need
Drop the world
Drop the world
Drop the world
I said drop the world
[Outro]
There's a first time for everything, right?
Just to pick you up