air august - da dril lyrics
yeah (ooooh)
colored xans not the blanco
my trash is like gold to a junkie
i be him the head honcho
i come through the most now i’m musty
bands poppin yeah my pockets jumping
she kiss it yeah she like it she love it
comma comma comma know that we bout it
young n+gga riding low on the mileage
bossed up some refer me as stylish
gather the money and you know that i pile it x2
never be me could not be in a jam white apc that make daniel say d+mn and i band up my racks they can’t fit in my pants i just work with the work i’m just in my own class
don’t interrupt whеn i’m counting my bands
she pleasing me and shе know i’m the captain
member back when i had oversized raptors
back on the road and i’m getting my reps
now i’m back on the road ventilate get my reps up(huh)
waiting my turn batting next up (hey)
in the zone i just checked in
i’m making road for the dead end
invite myself on the handstand inviting myself and that’s truthfully
she playing you not a scoop to me
your life is like a small loop to me
(hey wooh)
hook
d+mn wooh what i say
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