Bts Mic Drop

Git, git, brraa, git, git

Damn, son, this is damn fun

Damn, damn, hey, brraa

(Damn, bro) brraa, damn, damn

Playing that basketball, uh, we playing that a lot, huh

I’ma just get to the chicken, whip it then I flip it, then trap it all, huh

I gotta get to the dolla, all the haters and back ’em off (back!)

Smoking on gas a lot (gas!), ready to wack ’em all

Huh, huh, wack ’em all, wack ’em all (grrraa)

Clap, clap, clap, clap, clap ’em all, huh

This what I did to the haters, the choppa hit ’em, tell ’em back ’em off, huh

She like Apple Jack, huh, I like apple sauce, huh, huh

That’s a boss, huh, huh, that’s the cost, huh, huh (brraa)

Why you tryna flex, and your fashion off (brraa, fash)

Chain around my neck and her, soft

Smoking on that gas (ay), I ain’t passin’ off (smoke)

Asthma cough, fashion law

Stash it off (stash, stash), dash it off (dash)

Flash it off (flash), don’t pass it off (hey, hey)

I’ma just get to the chicken, and trap hard, with all my

Did you see my bag? (where?) Did you see my bag? (where?)

It’s hella trophies and it’s hella thick (hella thick, hella thick)

What you think ’bout that? (well) What you think ’bout that? (well)

I bet it got my haters hella sick (hella sick)

Come and follow me, follow me with your signs up

I’m so firin’, firin’, boy, your time’s up

Keep on and runnin’ and runnin’ until I catch up

How you dare? How you dare? How you dare?

Another trophy, my hands carry ’em

Too many that I can’t even count ’em (turn it up now)

Mic drop, mic drop

Be careful of your feet, be careful of what you say

Somebody stop me, I’m ’bouta pop off

Too busy, you know my body ain’t enough (turn it up now)

Mic drop, mic drop

Be careful of your feet, be careful of what you say

By:Billboard