get in dea - lil dre6o lyrics
[chorus]
probably spent a ten in houston, ain’t even count my bankroll
i really live that life for real, nothin’ but rental cars and dracos
oh, yeah, a n*gga did that one lil’ sh*t, i’ve been waitin’ on somethin’ to lay on
uh, could never move in with a b*tch, it’s too much pape to stay home
keep talkin’ ’bout that hat that you caught, can you show a fifty you made?
what, can you really get off a bag? ’cause we get off fifty a day
i got tired of wearin’ all designer, them ricks, i gave ’em away
if you goin’ up, then do it, y’all f*ck n*ggas in the way
[interlude]
hold on
what? hold on
[verse 1]
consequences for every action, you run up, you gon’ catch a hot one
in a room full of tens, why is you talkin’? ho, you not one
the hardеst out, when i walk in the room, yeah, tеnsion ’cause i’m taught one
me and the bro be tryna see who the biggest shark, ho, you gon’ top one
indictments, i’m dodgin’ all the indictments, they tryna lock some
this n*gga must be 12, you finna leave when you gon’ cop somethin’
know them 7.62s get any n*ggas cappin’, they ain’t spint
go kick the door down (let me in there)
n*gga, you late, can’t stop this sh*t
when it come to this money, i’m indecisive, i don’t even know which car to get
time to pull up, see her on her cycle, i already know what time it is (uh)
trackhawk, trackhawk, i’m gettin’ money there, i ain’t ridin’ in no kia
she got in my car, i gave her the aux, she tryna play drakeo, i don’t know no kel
ain’t showin’ no sympathy for no opp, if you get caught then it’s your deal
i done ran up a fifty ball without my label, that’s this year
and it ain’t even over
i’m tryna make a hundred, it’s okay if i go over
just caught one’s fine sh*t when i was in houston, y’all don’t know him
if i ain’t know no better, you would’ve been slidin’, not backdoor, b*tch
let’s do it
[chorus]
finally spent a ten in houston, ain’t even count my bankroll
i really live that life for real, nothin’ but rental cars and dracos
oh, yeah, a n*gga did that one lil’ sh*t, i’ve been waitin’ on somethin’ to lay on
uh, could never move in with a b*tch, it’s too much pape to stay home
keep talkin’ ’bout that hat that you caught, can you show a fifty you made?
what, can you really get off a bag? ’cause we get off fifty a day
i got tired of wearin’ all designer, them ricks, i gave ’em away
if you goin’ up, then do it, y’all f*ck n*ggas in the way
[outro]
know them 7.62s get any n*ggas cappin’, they ain’t spint
go kick the door down (let me in there)
n*gga, you late, can’t stop this sh*t
when it come to this money, i’m indecisive, i don’t even know which car to get
time to pull up, see her on her cycle, i already know what time it is
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