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lil dre6o - blank lyrics

[intro]
(four3va)

[chorus]
well, a n+gga gon’ go broke, he tryna keep up, you know he can’t
i know a n+gga that rap today, hop out that seat tomorrow and blank, uh
try to step on somethin’, stand over you and up the rank
n+ggas rappin’ imaginary sh+t, ain’t never shot no tank, p+ssy
you wanna go to war, the yung crew, we got dracs and fullies
n+gga low+key g+y, ain’t had no dad, this n+gga need a whooping
i set up a play and get you robbed, you know lil’ shh got tooken
i heard they got a bnb, we come through boomin’, book it

[verse]
think he big and bad, i’m like the power, now come put down the bookie (long live trayvon)
whenever i come outside with bl!cky, i gotta throw on my hoodie
i’m outside, got all these f+ckin’ chains, thesе hoes, they steady lookin’
you go on and movе, might bust your f+ckin’ brain, know your b+tch ass a rookie
i’m on bullsh+t, just let ’em try it, get filled with slugs, n+gga
finna renegade you, n+gga, my circle really f+ck n+ggas
if i see your ass outside, i’m gon’ pull up tryna see what’s up with you
left my other ho ’cause my new ho just made me nut quicker
see, my pockets full of racks, what that is on you? like twenty thousand
these other n+ggas gon’ cap to you, ain’t even gon’ cap, we shoot up houses
know we walk sh+t down too, light day, 10k in all blues
uh, i know i got it on, you ain’t gotta say that i’m rude
[chorus]
a n+gga gon’ go broke, he tryna keep up, you know he can’t
i know a n+gga that rap today, hop out that seat tomorrow and blank, uh
try to step on somethin’, stand over you and up the rank
n+ggas rappin’ imaginary sh+t, ain’t never shot no tank, p+ssy
you wanna go to war, the yung crew, we got dracs and fullies
n+gga low+key g+y, ain’t had no dad, this n+gga need a whooping
i set up a play and get you robbed, you know lil’ shh got tooken
i heard they got a bnb, we come through boomin’, book it

[outro]
think he big and bad, i’m like the power, now come put down the bookie (long live trayvon)
whenever i come outside with bl!cky, i gotta throw on my hoodie
i’m outside, got all these f+ckin’ chains, these hoes, they steady lookin’
you go on and move, might bust your f+ckin’ brain, know your b+tch ass a rookie

- lil dre6o lyrics

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