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New Drop
1,099
Hip-Hop/Rap
New Drop was released on November 22, 2019 by Prime as a part of the album From the Beginning to End
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Release DateNovember 22, 2019
LabelPrime
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM75

Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Donnie Prime
Donnie Prime
Songwriter

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
New drop, that shit came right off the lot
New pot, good dope, look how it drop
On top, we the ones calling the shots
Your block, we the ones setting up shop
Better not move like that, I heard you calling the cops
Young and he light up the shots
And that's when they bring out the chops
And you know we ain't ever gon' stop
365 on the clock
[Verse 2]
.250 all on they dashes
Digital, I don't go to church but I'm spiritual
I'm about to overlap, and yeah, you miserable
I let my youngin' stab 'em till they critical
That's what's gon' happen you wanna get physical
Youngin' gon' do it, I'll make 'em invisible
I'm gon' sit back and count our  residuals
Uh, I need more than just the basics
Because got to be spacious, for praying on demonstrations
I'm flexin' on all the haters, just give it I'll count it later
I'm quick to get in that paper
I lock in and I'm a stay for her, I vanish just like some vapor
They wish they can see me later
I go up like elevators, she brand new I had to shape her
She went and got me that
[Verse 3]
New drop, that shit came right off the lot
New pot, good dope, look how it drop
On top, we the ones calling the shots
Your block, we the ones setting up shop
Better not  move like that, I heard you calling the cops
Young and he light up the shots
And that's when they bring out the chops
And you know we ain't ever gon' stop
365 on the clock
[Verse 4]
I be, I be, I be workin', I be making it better
I was sellin' dope, the gun in my sweater
Told my brothers we gon' make it together
Yeah, cops came but I gave it to Scottie
We was nervous the gun had a body
That gun was like you will not find me
Gone, disappeared in the night time
Hit the track with the white lines
Tryna to think about the right rhymes
In the cloud with the loud packs
Light it up, I go to cloud nine
Paranoid, I gotta watch back
I be skipping all the stop signs
Sport mowed in the range, yeah
On the way to get some change, yeah
Should of saved it for the fame, yeah
I won't be the one to blame
Game is driving me insane
And you can tell I ain't the same
Money never leave my veins
You won't be hearing me complain
[Verse 5]
New drop, that shit came right off the lot
New pot, good dope, look how it drop
On top, we the ones calling the shots
Your block, we the ones setting up shop
Better not move like that, I heard you calling the cops
Young and he light up the shots
And that's when they bring out the chops
And you know we ain't ever gon' stop
365 on the clock
Written by: Donnie Prime
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