album cover
DROP THE LO
2
Hip-Hop/Rap
DROP THE LO was released on July 8, 2026 by wolfpack records as a part of the album DROP THE LO - Single
album cover
Release DateJuly 8, 2026
Labelwolfpack records
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM144

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
BIG WOLF
BIG WOLF
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Vashon Bowden
Vashon Bowden
Songwriter
Khari Anderson
Khari Anderson
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Dee B
Dee B
Producer

Lyrics

She want a Range Rover
Okay, let's see, can she obey orders
On my son don't make daughters
**** make me rage, torture
Spend 500, my fortune
Say this my prime, Mike Jordan
Bounce it, shake it, I'm paying rent tonight
Keep the guy's location for that text, say, "Bring your camo flight"
Freezing, mama missed the light payments winter brought brutal nights
What I come from take what's given, my neck it's been full of ice
I'm in the Mercedes
AMG on pavement
Drop the top, my buffs lift weights, they skinny around the frame
I got TT tryna compete with the big booty persuasion
I just checked my phone, message say, "I been thinkin' maybe"
Rick on me, no Morty (Rick Owen)
The mountaintop is foreign amongst the crowd majority
My watch is Swiss, the altitude on me, let's reach the sky
Climbin' up it's time
One look at my wrist, it's me o'clock
Ticks and leeches now I'm feelin' like I'm Shannon
All these skips y'all went and dropped in wartime
Seems to me he playin' games, ready or not, get Fox Fived
Always tell me to keep goin', she never tell me to stop
This ARP tucked inside my jeans while twin buttoned his Glock
Drop that loc, put it on radar
The hair trigger, I'm flickin', micro mini of the AR
I'ma double back, you keep on runnin' but don't get far
No cap, I'm him that
Who want next in this cigar?
More than her eyes out of her skirt (skrt)
They all know what I'm worth
They sayin' I'm the one I'm first, fasho (fisher)
Bitch, I been the wave, don't give no bills to birds (brrttt)
Since eight been gettin' paid, eighty-six four K (864k)
Seconds of the day, that's a whole lot up inside a safe
All I talk is gettin' pape
A bird's two pupils, what I'm used to now
That's why I look down, foot on his neck
Since he was close to ground, I aired him out
Her pussy growl, that's a hellcat
With me fuck a meow, Girls Go Wild
I turn filmmaker, no Paramount
I just touched H-Town
Strippers few minutes, I'm in your whereabouts
Single file into the pent, leave with a big amount
There ain't a cloud in sight, my season come with random money showers
We gon' be more than ight, my generation's babies countin'
Pape on top paper
Tall as Himalayas thick lil bitches for the taking (taken)
Got a particular set of skills, you know I'm dangerous
Highway where I give 'em a pit stop before I lane switch
He either meet God or Hell forever where his flame went
They been tryna find another word except amazement
Box me in, that's one of the quickest ways to get encased in
Hittin' every target, forehead mark her now she Peyton
With a straight face, I'm sayin', "plead the fifth, Your Honor
I don't know nothin'," won't say shit
Praises to Allah before I eat, only good graces
It's death before dishonor, I'll send flowers when you make it
The method never come in second, first it's back to basics
Written by: Khari Anderson, Vashon Bowden
instagramSharePathic_arrow_out􀆄 copy􀐅􀋲

Loading...