MIC Drop (remix) (feat. Steve Aoki & Desiigner)

Playing that basketball
We playing that law
I’m just getting to the dough
Whip it then I flip it, then trap it all
I gotta get to the dollar
– all them haters, back 'em off
Smoking on that gas a lot
Ready to whack 'em all

Whack 'em all
Whack 'em all
Clap, clap, clap
Clap 'em all

This what I did to the haters
The choppa hit 'em, tell 'em back 'em off
She likes Apple Jacks
I like apple sauce

That’s a boss
That’s the cost
Why you tryna flex
And your fashion’s off
Chain around my neck
And her - is soft
Smoking on that gas
I ain’t passing off
Asthma cough
Fashion law
Stash it off
Dash it off
Flash it off
Don’t pass it off
I'ma just get to the dough
And trap hard hard hard
With all my

Did you see my bag?
Did you see my bag?
It’s hella trophies and it’s hella thick
What you think about that?
What you think about that?
I bet it got my haters hella sick

Come and follow me, follow me
With your signs up
I’m so fire, fire, boy your time’s up
Keep on running
And running 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
Mic drop
Mic drop
I’m just saying, you know I’m just saying

Somebody stop me
I’m about to pop off
Too busy, you know my body ain’t enough
Mic drop
Mic drop
I’m just saying, you know I’m just saying

Baby, watch your mouth
It comes back around
Once upon a time
We learned how to fly
Go look in your mirror
Same damn clothes
You know how I feel
Happy
How many hours do we fly?
I keep on dreaming on the cloud
Yeah I’m on the mountain
Yeah I’m on the bay
Every day we vibin’
Mic drop bam

Did you see my bag?
Did you see my bag?
It’s hella trophies and it’s hella thick
What you think about that?
What you think about that?
I bet it got my haters hella sick

Come and follow me, follow me
With your signs up
I’m so fire, fire, boy your time’s up
Keep on running
And running 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
Mic drop
Mic drop
I’m just saying, you know I’m just saying

Somebody stop me
I’m about to pop off
Too busy, you know my body ain’t enough
Mic drop
Mic drop
I’m just saying, you know I’m just saying

Haters gon’ hate
Players gon’ play
Live a life, man
Good luck

Don’t look back, it’s the last chance
Don’t even say a word, don’t do it
Don’t look back, it’s the last chance
Don’t even say a word, don’t do it

Just watch, you won’t get caught
We’re just getting started, don’t stop
Your gang’s gonna get lit
Boom boom, pop pop, boom boom, pop pop