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drop chevy - mg sleepy كلمات أغنية

[intro]
(reuel, stop playin’ with these n_ggas)

[verse 1]
light twenty in my pocket, this is not money
come through and pick a n_gga up like i done dropped somethin’
you can’t pull up to the spot if you don’t cop nothin’
pop nothin’, i can’t go nowhere unless the glock comin’
yeah, come on, oh, you not ready?
lately ain’t been smokin’ in the whip because the shots heavy
turn a n_gga srt to a drop chevy
i ain’t really like no spongebob, i would’ve f_cked sandy (alright)

[verse 2]
n_gga, i ain’t bill, i would’ve punched mandy
n_gga thought he bought some x pills, but it was cut candy
two_stepping with this big b_tch but i am not dancin’
let a n_gga try to play me sweet and i’ma shoot seven
burn some bridges, i don’t give a f_ck, feel like the pooh better
unky keep on f_ckin’ up his arm, gon’ need a new tester
n_ggas out here crashin’ over hoes, they lookin’ too desperate
gift wrap a b_tch and send her back, i need a new present

[verse 3]
i just spent my old cheese, i need new cheddar
told my b_tch get up, get a job, she better do better
got this new batch from unc’, it smell like nutella
big bullets rippin’ through your jacket, even three sweaters
that n_gga never hit no plays, he’s a new seller
you got snaked by your n_ggas, better move better
i’ll rob your crib while you home, b_tch, i’m too clever
you been snitchin’ all your life, you not a new teller
if i shoot this big b_tch, i might break my hand
on the road with that sh_t on me, can’t take no chance
if he run off with a bag, we gon’ chop his legs
they see a n_gga comin’ up, now they want my hand
name a n_gga you know from the hood shoot a glock on pegs
how they speakin’ on the dead? i don’t understand
when a n_gga die, they ain’t even slide for they mans
n_ggas ain’t gon’ pop sh_t but a f_ckin’ xan (b_tch)
[verse 4: mg sleepy]
if i punch you in your sh_t, will you think i’m playin’?
if i call a b_tch over to f_ck, do you think she stayin’?
i was f_cked up, i shook back, had to play my hand
n_ggas f_cked up without no pape’, gotta snake they mans
i done seen the closest switch, i don’t need no friends
b_tch, if i was deebo in the hood, i would’ve beat on craig
dumb b_tch done text some bullsh_t, i left her seen on read
told her i done beat them doonies down, i’m tryna meet your friend

[verse 5]
(alright) you tryna meet her friend?
i was upstairs with the aunt tryna f_ck the aunt
n_gga, how you tryna move the bag but you know you can’t?
smokin’ real cookies on the bag, you see the f_ckin’ stamp
i was young, got my ass whooped ’cause i broke the lamp
grab my cheese, count up fifty twenties with a rubber band
n_ggas fake, had to realize, but now i understand
grab some kicks, pull some pape’ out, i’m ’bout to k!ll the ‘gram

- drop chevy

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