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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Drakeo the Ruler
Drakeo the Ruler
Vocals
Ketchy the Great
Ketchy the Great
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Darrell Caldwell
Darrell Caldwell
Songwriter

Letra

Everything I do is ignorant The way I constantly swerve and just splurge is belligerent I know this shit is crazy, I know this shit is sad And I can buy me a new whip, if I do the whole dash Crash, smash, now we in the Mazi' Poured off a five and nigga please don't tell nobody I know I'm impatient I could've got an Audi if nigga fuckin' waited Mister ungrateful Thousand blue faces Mask and a beam, it's an all black occasion Take it all, break him off Though we really do this shit Extorting and aborting any next spin Judas's Listen, here you stupid bitch Mister, mister, mister fuckin' get the dough Lingo, bingo, I just cracked another store Pops on my knots and a couple grams of gold Whoa bo, these niggas wanna act bold We keep them 40 .cal, my niggas wanna snatch souls From mannequin to Casper the Ghost, these niggas spooked Sheesh, they like, "Drakeo, that's you?" And everything is greedy with a 2, ooh I'm like bitch, I'm the motherfuckin' man This bitch actin' like this ain't eight thousand in my hand Blow them bands, bands Bitch, we blow them bands, bands I'm like bitch, I'm the motherfuckin' man This bitch actin' like this ain't eight thousand in my hand Blow them bands, bands Bitch, we blow them bands We 'bout to cash out bitch, blow them bands, bands Blow them bands, bands, blow them bands, bands We 'bout to cash out bitch, blow them bands, bands Bitch, we blow them bands Get a thousand from a bitch, it took her 28 hours For the money and power, I ain't never been a coward Sour blowin' purple flowers, talkin' reckless to a goddess I respect none of these thotties, breakin' bitches is a hobby Molly in the calls, Roxy, now she givin' sloppy toppy Talkin' 'bout you love a nigga, baby put it in my pocket I just spent a couple Franklins and now a nigga back to robbin' Flockin' like a couple pigeons, passin' like I'm Aaron Rodgers I'm a baller lil' bitch, I bought them racks out Ten bands on me, no horn, but I blow loud Designer on designer fit, it's so wild, sip fours 'til I pass out Wake up and bring them bags out I'm like bitch, I'm the motherfuckin' man This bitch actin' like this ain't eight thousand in my hand Blow them bands, bands Bitch, we blow them bands, bands I'm like bitch, I'm the motherfuckin' man This bitch actin' like this ain't eight thousand in my hand Blow them bands, bands Bitch, we blow them bands We 'bout to cash out bitch, blow them bands, bands Blow them bands, bands, blow them bands, bands We 'bout to cash out bitch, blow them bands, bands Bitch, we blow them bands, bands You silly little rabbit bitch, it's pops on all my knots From climbin' through the windows, that's holes in all my socks Mister go crazy, big money bitch, all my faces look lazy, mister pour daily My ex bitches hate me, blow them bands baby 20 band statements, hanging out the base fit Mister ungrateful, mister unfaithful Broke bitch pay me, broke bitch pay me
Writer(s): Darrell Wayne Caldwell Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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