Yeah Yeah
Yeah yeah
Uh Uh
It's crazy
It's crazy
All black in the charger windows tinted
I was broke as f*ck went f*cked a check up bitch I sprinted
Po' up in my body I drank up till I can't feel it
Tell-em step outside we don't do gossiping on twitter
Yeah
Riding in this bitch with a stick The Micro Draco came with the wood
I ain't gotta say but like three words to have them step on shit let's do it
These designer junkie drugs
I'm so super P bout bitches I can't fall in love
Baby you can't love a thug
Overflowed the Styrofoam wit syrup this ain't enough
Type nigga blow them racks like two more times to show this shit ain't luck
I then lost the f*cking count so many shooters in this truck
Brand new paper slips fresh out the bank gone sign and add them up
These niggas dick riding nutting off hating
I then got my nut off counting paper
Street nigga bottom of the pavement
All these pints fill the kitchen table
F*ck the bitch call her back later
Ball on these pussy niggas Tatum
Al'Mer denim for occasions
I been out of space on them lately
Pop it pop it
Young niggas counting that cash
Pop it pop it
Duck your shit racks coming in fast
Pop it pop it
Young niggas counting that cash
Pop it pop it
Duck your shit racks coming in fast
All black in the charger windows tinted
I was broke as f*ck went f*cked a check up bitch I sprinted
Po' up in my body I drank up till I can't feel it
Tell-em step outside we don't do gossiping on twitter
Yeah
Riding in this bitch with a stick The Micro Draco came with the wood (Woah Woah)
I ain't gotta say but like three words to have them step on shit let's do it (Woah Woah)
These designer junkie drugs (Yeah)
I'm so super P bout bitches I can't fall in love (Yeah)
Baby you can't love a thug (Yeah, Yeah)
Yeah
And I'm so P on bitches got it tatted cross my head
Before I ever chase a bitch you see me chasing after bread
223's put you to sleep we trying to rock him straight to bed
I watched them lie straight through they teeth and they could've told the truth instead
I gotta wet when I spray it
I'm high as f*ck off these meds
And I know I'm better then I ever trust a nigga I then seen niggas turn fed
Nigga knowing how I bleed had to make him bleed I then seen red
Trapping trying to get the keys serving all these P's I ain't finna beg
Yeah and time no I can't waste that
Bagging up the shake pack
And serving it for cheaper if it's money I'm a make that
You ain't never ever lost it all and had to shake back
I did it twice and that's what they don't like I know they hate that
All black in the charger windows tinted
I was broke as f*ck went f*cked a check up bitch I sprinted
Po' up in my body I drank up till I can't feel it
Tell-em step outside we don't do gossiping on twitter
Yeah
Riding in this bitch with a stick The Micro Draco came with the wood
I ain't gotta say but like three words to have them step on shit let's do it
These designer junkie drugs (Drugs)
I'm so super P bout bitches I can't fall in love (Fall in in love)
Baby you can't love a thug (Thug)
Dreco HL - Love a Thug (feat. SkeezoPG) Lyrics
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Yeah Yeah
Yeah yeah
Uh Uh
It's crazy
It's crazy
All black in the charger windows tinted
I was broke as f*ck went f*cked a check up bitch I sprinted
Po' up in my body I drank up till I can't feel it
Tell-em step outside we don't do gossiping on twitter
Yeah
Riding in this bitch with a stick The Micro Draco came with the wood
I ain't gotta say but like three words to have them step on shit let's do it
These designer junkie drugs
I'm so super P bout bitches I can't fall in love
Baby you can't love a thug
Overflowed the Styrofoam wit syrup this ain't enough
Type nigga blow them racks like two more times to show this shit ain't luck
I then lost the f*cking count so many shooters in this truck
Brand new paper slips fresh out the bank gone sign and add them up
These niggas dick riding nutting off hating
I then got my nut off counting paper
Street nigga bottom of the pavement
All these pints fill the kitchen table
F*ck the bitch call her back later
Ball on these pussy niggas Tatum
Al'Mer denim for occasions
I been out of space on them lately
Pop it pop it
Young niggas counting that cash
Pop it pop it
Duck your shit racks coming in fast
Pop it pop it
Young niggas counting that cash
Pop it pop it
Duck your shit racks coming in fast
All black in the charger windows tinted
I was broke as f*ck went f*cked a check up bitch I sprinted
Po' up in my body I drank up till I can't feel it
Tell-em step outside we don't do gossiping on twitter
Yeah
Riding in this bitch with a stick The Micro Draco came with the wood (Woah Woah)
I ain't gotta say but like three words to have them step on shit let's do it (Woah Woah)
These designer junkie drugs (Yeah)
I'm so super P bout bitches I can't fall in love (Yeah)
Baby you can't love a thug (Yeah, Yeah)
Yeah
And I'm so P on bitches got it tatted cross my head
Before I ever chase a bitch you see me chasing after bread
223's put you to sleep we trying to rock him straight to bed
I watched them lie straight through they teeth and they could've told the truth instead
I gotta wet when I spray it
I'm high as f*ck off these meds
And I know I'm better then I ever trust a nigga I then seen niggas turn fed
Nigga knowing how I bleed had to make him bleed I then seen red
Trapping trying to get the keys serving all these P's I ain't finna beg
Yeah and time no I can't waste that
Bagging up the shake pack
And serving it for cheaper if it's money I'm a make that
You ain't never ever lost it all and had to shake back
I did it twice and that's what they don't like I know they hate that
All black in the charger windows tinted
I was broke as f*ck went f*cked a check up bitch I sprinted
Po' up in my body I drank up till I can't feel it
Tell-em step outside we don't do gossiping on twitter
Yeah
Riding in this bitch with a stick The Micro Draco came with the wood
I ain't gotta say but like three words to have them step on shit let's do it
These designer junkie drugs (Drugs)
I'm so super P bout bitches I can't fall in love (Fall in in love)
Baby you can't love a thug (Thug)
Yeah yeah
Uh Uh
It's crazy
It's crazy
All black in the charger windows tinted
I was broke as f*ck went f*cked a check up bitch I sprinted
Po' up in my body I drank up till I can't feel it
Tell-em step outside we don't do gossiping on twitter
Yeah
Riding in this bitch with a stick The Micro Draco came with the wood
I ain't gotta say but like three words to have them step on shit let's do it
These designer junkie drugs
I'm so super P bout bitches I can't fall in love
Baby you can't love a thug
Overflowed the Styrofoam wit syrup this ain't enough
Type nigga blow them racks like two more times to show this shit ain't luck
I then lost the f*cking count so many shooters in this truck
Brand new paper slips fresh out the bank gone sign and add them up
These niggas dick riding nutting off hating
I then got my nut off counting paper
Street nigga bottom of the pavement
All these pints fill the kitchen table
F*ck the bitch call her back later
Ball on these pussy niggas Tatum
Al'Mer denim for occasions
I been out of space on them lately
Pop it pop it
Young niggas counting that cash
Pop it pop it
Duck your shit racks coming in fast
Pop it pop it
Young niggas counting that cash
Pop it pop it
Duck your shit racks coming in fast
All black in the charger windows tinted
I was broke as f*ck went f*cked a check up bitch I sprinted
Po' up in my body I drank up till I can't feel it
Tell-em step outside we don't do gossiping on twitter
Yeah
Riding in this bitch with a stick The Micro Draco came with the wood (Woah Woah)
I ain't gotta say but like three words to have them step on shit let's do it (Woah Woah)
These designer junkie drugs (Yeah)
I'm so super P bout bitches I can't fall in love (Yeah)
Baby you can't love a thug (Yeah, Yeah)
Yeah
And I'm so P on bitches got it tatted cross my head
Before I ever chase a bitch you see me chasing after bread
223's put you to sleep we trying to rock him straight to bed
I watched them lie straight through they teeth and they could've told the truth instead
I gotta wet when I spray it
I'm high as f*ck off these meds
And I know I'm better then I ever trust a nigga I then seen niggas turn fed
Nigga knowing how I bleed had to make him bleed I then seen red
Trapping trying to get the keys serving all these P's I ain't finna beg
Yeah and time no I can't waste that
Bagging up the shake pack
And serving it for cheaper if it's money I'm a make that
You ain't never ever lost it all and had to shake back
I did it twice and that's what they don't like I know they hate that
All black in the charger windows tinted
I was broke as f*ck went f*cked a check up bitch I sprinted
Po' up in my body I drank up till I can't feel it
Tell-em step outside we don't do gossiping on twitter
Yeah
Riding in this bitch with a stick The Micro Draco came with the wood
I ain't gotta say but like three words to have them step on shit let's do it
These designer junkie drugs (Drugs)
I'm so super P bout bitches I can't fall in love (Fall in in love)
Baby you can't love a thug (Thug)
Writer: Dre'Sean Boyd
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid