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r. tragedy - drill lyrics

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(verse 1)
you don’t know who the f-ck i am, you don’t know who the f-ck i be
i rock up on your block at night, snitches run away from the real og
i will empty out my clip, tresp-ss in and f-ck your b-tch
just ’cause i’m white, doesn’t mean i’m not dark
when i flip my f-cking hair i will steal your heart

(chorus)
i truly think i could get signed to young money
when i’m sipping on lean and saying things that sound funny like
ayy-ya-ya-ya baby
ayy-ya young moolah, baby

oh yeah
oh, god
oh yeah, oh my god
(laughing)
young moolah baby, oh god

(verse 2)
wreck your confidence
like im obvious, like i’m everything you wanted
take a bottle love
and make a million bucks, sell your soul for luck
but will a plugin make you happy
when you change it up

like
you don’t sound like you used to
you miss the point, what’s the issue? (x2)

yeah
b-tches and hoes
they can never know
that the money they’re about
i made from selling out (x2)
like, yeah
young moolah, baby

(chorus x2)
i truly think i could get signed to young money
when i’m sipping on lean and saying things that sound funny like
ayy-ya-ya-ya baby
ayy-ya young moolah, baby

- r tragedy lyrics

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