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200 - lil dre6o lyrics

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[intro]
n*ggas know what the f*ck goin’ on, man (you aren’t even a cool breeze for my man taz)
ymc sh*t, n*gga, free the whole gang, my n*gga
on my mama, hold on
hold on, what?

[chorus]
take my age, put a whole ‘nother zero behind it
i can pop out with it right now
wanna beef on the ‘net, i ain’t with all of that
i’m finna make that boy pipe down
you finna be mad when i walk into the function
i’m finna make your ho bite down
said she want her a big dog, not no lil’ n*gga
put the lil’ boy in timeout
if you get mad and leave, that’s your loss
b*tch ain’t tell you leave, that’s your fault
go tell my business, go off
when it’s my turn, know i’ma show out
know he gon’ rat, can’t hang with the gang
f*ck around, sold your own bro out
i don’t care what it is when it come to two letters
they know dt, he gon’ go ’bout it

[verse]
hold on, who the f*ck he ‘posed to be? he a n0body
where dg? in your ho probably
tryna get it off the lot with no mileage (what?)
i don’t post, the feds don’t know ’bout it (what?)
these broke*ass n*ggas still hatin’, get a new hobby (what?)
take him down, what the f*ck he gon’ do ’bout it? (what?)
tryna run it up, buy me a bugatti (say what?)
free lil bap, lil’ twin, he too solid (uh)
we smokin’ car crash, this sh*t hittin’
two hundred ‘bows, we gettin’ sh*t in
i don’t wanna talk, my patience thin
i’m way too turnt to make amends (uh)
actin’ like i’m tryna stop the violence, f*ck ’round, bait you in (uh)
heard he was facin’ ten, i can’t let them folks take lil’ twin, on god
[chorus]
take my age, put a whole ‘nother zero behind it
i can pop out with it right now
wanna beef on the ‘net, i ain’t with all of that
i’m finna make that boy pipe down
you finna be mad when i walk into the function
i’m finna make your ho bite down
said she want her a big dog, not no lil’ n*gga
put the lil’ boy in timeout
if you get mad and leave, that’s your loss
b*tch ain’t tell you leave, that’s your fault
go tell my business, go off
when it’s my turn, know i’ma show out
know he gon’ rat, can’t hang with the gang
f*ck around, sold your own bro out
i don’t care what it is when it come to two letters
they know dt, he gon’ go ’bout it

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