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dro fe - felonies lyrics

[chorus: dro fe]
came out the trap, turned to a millionaire
[fed the?] patron and block, i still be in there
whip up the bread, broke then i [?]
hefty lil b_tch on my d_ck i might [?]
just hit a l!ck, flex on my enemies
i sent some hittas with mexican pedigree
i just spent 10 on some drip, i’m at beverlys
all of the gang fightin’ felony

[verse: peso peso]
i’m fresh outta jail lil n_gga (splash)
[?] lock a n_gga up if [?] but they was sick than a b_tch, when i made my bail lil n_gga
and the police know not to ask a n_gga sh_t cuz ain’t sh_t i’ma tell them n_ggas
i’m a young rich n_gga, came up from a dealer
told my n_ggas up north, come take some bricks from the pile
i took a n_gga b_tch, now he lookin’ all sour
i just brought down 30 pound, did it in an hour
lil bro caught a body, he was fresh outta trial
real zaza pay 400 for the oz
from texas to cali i’m trappin’ with dro fe
put 24 bullets through your chest like kobe
your b_tch wanna hop in the lambo and blow me
yeah, let’s go
walked in with a k!ll tec in my show
too low walked up in the trap made it snow
i gotchu b_tch on my d_ck and the fork in the bowl
i just walked out the court, now i’m finna go home
[?], yeah a young n_gga stoned
got back from the trap, got a young n_gga on me
my names peso cuz i got racks on my phone
get jacked in the hood, if you trap while [?]
try to reach for my chain, get a strap to your dome
[chorus: dro fe]
came out the trap, turned into a millionaire
[fed the?] patron and block, i still be in there
whip up the bread, broke then i [?]
hefty lil b_tch on my d_ck i might [?]
just hit a l!ck, flex on my enemies
i sent some hittas with mexican pedigree
i just spent 10 on some drip, i’m at beverly’s
all of the gang fightin’ felony

[verse: dro fe]
100 round, 100 round, 100 round, 100 round, 100 round
jump out the block machete
ready, set, go you ain’t ready (ain’t ready)
shelby my truck ain’t no chevy
pull up with my side and main b_tch, you petty
might walk down the ops and lean on em heavy
100 a wallet, that’s fetty
rick owens my hood, and my rims in margiela
i play the game like i’m tommy of “belly”
i used to dream bout this sh_t with my celly
hop in the morning like kelly
whippin’ the pot like a teach
i’m trappin’ i can’t do no feature
tell me i am off the wax and the reef
i took yo b_tch, might let you lease her
depending on how much you pay i might keep her
[?]
[?]
might take up the pack and deliver like pizza
we post in the back gotta jump in [?]
hollywood talk and we see you when we see you
we beefin’ in person, can’t beef in no dm
i’m sippin’ on wok, you sippin’ that dm
just ran up a 12 before pm
[chorus: dro fe]
came out the trap, turned to a millionaire
[fed the?] patron and block, i still be in there
whip up the bread, broke then i [?]
hefty lil b_tch on my d_ck i might [?]
just hit a l!ck, flex on my enemies
i sent some hittas with mexican pedigree
i just spent 10 on some drip, i’m at beverly’s
all of the gang fightin’ felony

- dro fe lyrics

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