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lil dre6o - it's that season lyrics

[intro: lil dre6o]
what? say what?
let’s do it

[verse 1: lil dre6o]
with all the lies, she fill me up, i’m finna slide, go fill ’em up
it’s been a year, can’t get enough, he in a dill, this n+gga stuck
just drop me a dot, know i’m pullin’ up with lil’ ben 10, ’bout to come shoot the b+tch up
don’t know what it mean, he keep screamin’ out that he renegade, n+gga ain’t never took nothin’

[verse 2: yc lilkenta]
hold on
watch that cut before i come out
exit 285, he on that key, watch how i jump out
tryna move to finer things, i dropped a bag, iced out a new watch
you get caught playin’ the middle, don’t act slow, that’s somethin’ you knew ’bout
smack an opp ho, kick her out, send her back homе usin’ my lingo
how five young n+ggas hop out the durango? that’s a four+door
thought he was druggеd, the 7.6 make him slip, blood on his polo
get every drop we can, think he can post up, that’s a no+go

[verse 3: lil dre6o]
i just met the b+tch, she think i’m finna f+ck raw, that’s a no+no
i ain’t explainin’ sh+t, you got your play, then, n+gga, you better go long
he got smoke inside the city, ain’t got no gun, you movin’ so wrong
i’ma get her a wraith, she text the time and i tell her hold on
got all black on in the nighttime, got my timbs on, it’s that season
his mama said that he a good boy, that ain’t a good+enough reason
i hop out the backseat, shoot the rocket like i’m trevor ariza
when i was down bad, i couldn’t ask for nothin’, i ain’t got sh+t for you neither
i’m too stuck in my ways, don’t really get along with people
you d+mn near sold your soul when you went broke, you sold your heater
don’t ask me if i sold my soul, like how? i am the reaper
think it’s a game, you disrespect my name, you gon’ be soon to meet him
[verse 4: yc lilkenta]
in the pen’, know what you did, no turnin’ back, pick up your chin
in the car, catch you a vic’, get to the top, bust out your wrist
poppin’ hard, this sh+t don’t stop, i know these opp+ass n+ggas sick
gotta be dumb, hop out that whip, said three of my brothers can’t get back in
i know a n+gga felt every belt
every song, he say my name, please tell that boy say somethin’ else
in this one+way, tryna hop out, that’s an automatic death
every time lil waddy popped out, had him yellin’ out for help

- lil dre6o lyrics

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