Drama!
What you doin’? Huh, bullshittin’ (DJ Babey Drew)

Nigga, why you mad? (Uh) You know we bullshittin’ (Uh)
I like my cars how I like my broads, top missin’ (Uh)
Made full of liquor and faces full of DNA (Yup)
And me and Sean came to party, so it’s TNA

Hold up CB
Now Chris came to me and said, “Drama, let’s do In My Zone 2”
I said, “The heck, man? Work the album though, what you doin’?”
He said, “All this, we just bullshittin’, man”
You know why?
We in our zone, baby
Shout out to Big Sean
What you doin’? Huh, bullshittin’
Uh-oh

Nigga, why you mad? (Uh) You know we bullshittin’ (Uh)
I like my cars how I like my broads, top missin’ (Uh)
Made full of liquor and faces full of DNA (Yup)
And me and Sean came to party, so it’s TNA
I go to war for that money, I’m a Green Beret (Uh)
I got that cash flow, nigga, I just need to save (Uh)
Call me birdman, flock full of chickens (Ha)
What you doin’? Huh, I’m bullshittin’
You get paid, no, never mind (No)
‘Cause by the time you see me
Been seein’ your girl like hella times (Yup)
And she might say your name but she yellin’ mine
You a sucker, you a lame, I’m a veteran, ha
I do my thing, dirty dirty
I’ma be the reason why they actin’ flirty
1:30, kinda early
They callin’ me Tiger ’cause I’m gettin’ birdies
And I’m a birdman, whole flock of chickens
Nigga, what you doin’? Huh, bullshittin’
Nigga, hold up, the track done blowed up
My flow sick as shit, I think I throwed up
What up my nigga, Sean? We rockin’ all these ladies
And we responsible for after the show, all these babies
You know it’s G.O.O.D. music, CBE I do do it
Poo poo on that track and I be shittin’ on them, vomit fluid
Call a coroner, nigga, good riddance
What you doin’? Bull—