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lil dre6o - pr stunts lyrics

[intro]
(you aren’t even a cool breeze for my man taz)

[verse 1: lil dre6o]
n+ggas pullin’ pr stunts, he on the ‘gram, but ain’t shot nothin’
can’t change his name to headshot, n+gga know you ain’t head tap nothin’
when he looked up and seen the red dot, shots went off, he heard that b+tton
two+twenty on my dash, know this a redeye, b+tch, i come through gunnin’

[verse 2: yc lilkenta]
these n+ggas halfway steppin’, stop that rap, get in that water
n+gga ain’t send no shots, these n+ggas be hoes, just keep recordin’
see gap on the e+way, i’m on some geek sh+t, gotta floor it
hoes keep callin’ my phone on the way to the pape’, i gotta ignore it

[verse 3: lil dre6o]
thеse n+ggas sneak in the ap, ain’t еven send no shots, just keep recordin’
if you in the hood, then call my phone, i’m out here, this sh+t gettin’ annoyin’
don’t let me catch you out here, on the young crew, get to blowin’
y’all the type of n+gga come postin’ pictures at 7, 8 in the morning
do anything to catch up, but it’s too late, we already won
i would say they name, but that sh+t too fed, ask them boys what’s goin’
keep on makin’ dissses like he done popped somethin’, boy, what have you done?
step team, we in the hotbox finna slide, i’m with lil mon

[verse 4: yc lilkenta]
rap n+gga said my name like he just spinnin’, sh+t be cap
send me and lil bigg and a box, diss on lil rell, somethin’ gon’ get clapped
zpap out the top of the car, you dissin’ on gang, can’t say nothin’ now
n+gga say he gon’ spin what? boy, f+ck the opps, better run a lap
[verse 5: lil rae]
a hundred shots, you catch me by myself, binary blow the crowd
and the day we catch him on that west, gon’ make him move around
all that talkin’, when i hit, that sh+t can’t even last a round
dumb+ass boy, you cuffed an eater, your ho gettin’ passed around
he thought he was fake, so he named himself
i gotta throw my hoodie on, i f+cked around and left my mask
had that switch on me when i was on the radar and on tracks
hundred k behind the gang, you ain’t this sh+t, you’ll go out bad
they keep puttin’ my name inside they songs, tryna make one of these n+ggas feel it
go on the block, leave one of these n+ggas with a headshot, make sure he gone, then we peel it
knockin’ his b+tch, got a ho t’d up in the redeye, twin ‘nem just popped him a xanny
hop on the beat and i smoke me a blunt full of dead guys, i gotta make sure they hear me
you gotta be crazy to think i’m dyin’, i’m dumpin’ this drac’
thirty milligrams, i’m doped up, took three percs to the face
left lil’ buddy whole face holed up, took three shots to the face
made lil’ buddy do the hold up, these bullets hit him, he can’t take it

[outro: lil rae]
ycoe, man, aw yeah
sh+t
f+ck ’em

- lil dre6o lyrics

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