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straight up* - dro kenji lyrics

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[intro]
yeah*yeah, yeah*yeah, yeah*yeah
yeah*yeah, yeah*yeah, yeah
yeah*yeah, yeah*yeah

[chorus]
smokin’ gas all day
run to the racks like a nascar race
i’m high as f*ck, not lazy
i’m pretty sure i’m the hardest n*gga
these f*ck n*ggas on pump fake
i’m pretty sure she want the type of n*gga that just
play with money all day
and i’m pretty sure that i’m the type of n*gga that just
dive in the bread, play with the stacks
pistol on me, put an opp on his back
f*ck the upper hand, keep a hundred stacks
little pistol turn a p*ssy to a sack
f*ck the ho and i ain’t do no double backs
keep on pushing, turn my feelings to a bag
i won’t miss her, took a trip like peter pan
i won’t miss, i’m aimin’ straight up at the head

[verse]
when i’m lonely, i think i’m at my best
can’t get lost in the void, i’m high on meds
f*ck the b*tch and she boosted my tolerance
i been runnin’ from love, i ain’t [?] it
woah, why would i worry? woah, why would i give a f*ck?
woah, don’t cross this like back the f*ck up
[chorus]
smokin’ gas all day
run to the racks like a nascar race
i’m high as f*ck, not lazy
i’m pretty sure i’m the hardest n*gga
these f*ck n*ggas on pump fake
i’m pretty sure she want the type of n*gga that just
play with money all day
and i’m pretty sure that i’m the type of n*gga that just
dive in the bread, play with the stacks
pistol on me, put an opp on his back
f*ck the upper hand, keep a hundred stacks
little pistol turn a p*ssy to a sack
f*ck the ho and i ain’t do no double backs
keep on pushing, turn my feelings to a bag
i won’t miss her, took a trip like peter pan
i won’t miss, i’m aimin’ straight up at the head

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