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faze - ​drqhardy lyrics

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[intro]
(m*m*maybach music)
d*mn, jay, turn up on these n*ggas
this young drq, y’all f*ckin’ with dj blat
(let’s go)

[verse]
when i smoke that za’, i don’t feel nothin’
f*ck with that ho, make me feel somethin’
yeah (yeah)
cap n*gga, talkin’ ’bout he gon’ k!ll somethin’
n*gga, you the fake, i’m the real one
when i do my sh*t, do my big one
feel like these folks tryna get young drq
yeah, in my coat, n*gga, it’s a bl!ck
yeah, you a ho, n*gga, you a b*tch
racks on me like money mitch
h*ll nah, b*tch we cannot kick it
i’m in the trap, tryna get a [chicken?]
i’m young drq, n*gga, i’m a lil’ kid
this my bag, n*gga, we not splittin’
you not living how i’m living
b*tch, i’m a young n*gga, independent
i tote glocks, n*gga, and them smith &’s
i was down bad, n*gga, in the slums
n*gga, i get cheese, n*gga, [in a bowl?]
we sip lean, n*gga, this ain’t [rum?]
we smoke gas, n*gga, don’t get [drunk?]
what you gon’ do when you by yourself
everybody, they left, they not around
ain’t going out sad, b*tch, ain’t [?]
and these n*ggas mad that i’m up now
told that ho, “shut up,” [?], shut up now
[?] really told n*ggas, “get down”
late night, praying to god, knees hit the ground
i was outside, late night, i was hearin’ sounds
thank god, n*gga, for a new day
plug goin’ up on a tuesday
come get yo’ sl*t, that ho choosing
[?] racks from the music
big booty ho on the [?]
b*tch, i’m young drq, you know my name
i’ma crash out, n*gga, ’bout my gang
she get real [mad?], i got nothin’ to say
this b*tch want me, wanna be my bae
[b*tch?] i want that guap, wanna get paid
sticks on me, n*gga, just like faze
f*ck on yo’ b*tch, grip on her waist
b*tch [?], like, anyway
thinkin’ ’bout guap, n*gga, everyday
yeah, life take a toll
b*tch where you go?
n*gga tryna get me from [?]
one, two, three, n*gga, i’ma blow
they love drq, n*gga, i’m the g.o.a.t
n*ggas be f*cked up for some clout
kick that b*tch out my house
i do not cuff, ho, f*ck a spouse
why don’t y’all do what make you smile?
he not hot, lil’ bro really mild
stick on me, make him billy bounce
i’m gb, n*gga— (yeah)
i’m gb, n*gga
walk in this b*tch, i’m flee, n*gga
smoking on gas, that tree, n*gga
i got this sh*t on my sleeve, n*gga
sh*t get cold like minnesota
[?] in my soda

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