dior don - sturdy lyrics
(ayo, is that twoprxducers)
let me get st+rdy (slatt, slatt)
ain’t talkin’ diana, but this sh+t get dirty
i f+cked that lil’ b+tch off a percie
she suck me up in the morning, it’s early
lame sh+t, save that sh+t for the birdies (brr)
i’m on his block, we lurkin’ (blatt)
i shoot to k!ll, i’m purgin’
hop in a coupe, windows tinted, we swervin’
all that lil’ lame sh+t get you k!lled, for real
i keep that lil’ stick, got the steel, for real
that n+gga get his sh+t pushed back, peeled, for real
and my little b+tch pop them pills, for real
i make sure to put one in his fitted, for real
if that boy want the smoke then let’s get it, for real
i took that lil’ n+gga’s chain, he gon’ have to k!ll me to get, for real
i might have to k!ll ’em, i ran out of options (i ran out of options)
walk into the party with choppas, i’m poppin’ ’em (you know we poppin’)
that lil’ b+tch for the streets and we know there’s no stoppin’ her (that lil’ b+tch a thot)
i see me an opp, i got me a mop, you know that i’m droppin’ him (f+ck around, get dropped)
slatt sh+t
put the choppa to ya’ back, b+tch
take that lil’ b+tch to saks fifth
she buy what she want cause she know i got racks, b+tch
she wear my d+ck ’round her neck like a choker
ysl my shoes, b+tch, i’m a stoner
can’t even hop in the coupe because i’m never sober
when her n+gga leave, she call me to come over (brr, h+llo)
but let me get st+rdy on ’em (what)
let me get st+rdy on ’em (what)
let me get st+rdy on ’em, yeah (slatt, what)
but let me get st+rdy on ’em
let me get st+rdy on ’em
let me get st+rdy on ’em (yeah)
i said, i said, let me get st+rdy on ’em
i said, let me get st+rdy on ’em, yeah
(i said, let me get st+rdy on ’em)
i said, let me get st+rdy on ’em (st+rdy)
let me get st+rdy on ’em
let me get st+rdy (slatt, slatt)
ain’t talkin’ diana, but this sh+t get dirty
i f+cked that lil’ b+tch off a percie
she suck me up in the morning, it’s early
lame sh+t, save that sh+t for the birdies (brr)
i’m on his block, we lurkin’ (blatt)
i shoot to k!ll, i’m purgin’
hop in a coupe, windows tinted, we swervin’
let me get st+rdy (slatt, slatt)
ain’t talkin’ diana, but this sh+t get dirty
i f+cked that lil’ b+tch off a percie
she suck me up in the morning, it’s early
lame sh+t, save that sh+t for the birdies (brr)
i’m on his block, we lurkin’ (blatt)
i shoot to k!ll, i’m purgin’
hop in a coupe, windows tinted, we swervin’
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