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truly drako & binkboys - gen 5 lyrics

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[truly drako]
gen 5, never the beretta
i let them pick sides sh+t really whatever
blood been in my eyes way before i pulled the lever
never got to think twice i’m my own stepper
now my brother blazing
different dedication
nothing really phase me
we the one that take sticks
my day one betrayed me falling for a basic b+tch
i still kept sh+t gravy
don’t you know i play the tricks too

neck and wrist flu
pocket thick too
we got .556 and .223’s won’t know what hit you
know my enemy won’t get to me got dirty pistol
and i keep a thirty round just to get through
it’s not really much that i won’t do
spinning blaming every shot on everything i been through
don’t be mad your hoe ran through
i ain’t playing when i’m saying the klan only thing i’ll stick too
blrrrr
put a kit on a volkswagen jetta
and my glock got cooling kit
make it shoot lil better
and i got a new lil’ b+tch the last one turned me rebel
catch me if you can
this 300 horses
and i’m off this xan why my thoughts probably morbid
and my b+tch can’t stand it
trap night to morning
how they left him stranded
abandoned
same night i’m spinning don’t do mourning
gen 5, never the beretta
i let them pick sides sh+t really whatever
blood been in my eyes way before i pulled the lever
never got to think twice i’m my own stepper
now my brother blazing
different dedication
nothing really phase me
we the one that take sticks
my day one betrayed me falling for a basic b+tch
i still kept sh+t gravy
don’t you know i play the tricks too

[big ben]
if you ain’t got no m, it ain’t way that you around
caught a opp out of bounds and i d+mn near got him droned
every time i get load i d+mn near touch a thousand pounds
every time i see that f+ck boy tryna let off a thousand rounds
i got meds
long as i catch my play lil n+gga i don’t give a d+mn
loaded up with extra sh+lls i hope this b+tch dont jam
walk round with this paperwork on me look like i scam
took your hoe on a vacation just to f+ck her and go tan
i came up off selling tan
put that molly in my hand
swear this sh+t got this lil hoe so geeked she hitting a handstand
life’s a gamble
hand me the dice but i ain’t tryna shoot
real k!ller dress up like a dyk+ i even called him snoop
step on a n+gga for chris
step on a n+gga for lo
soon as we walked out the door
told them that sh+t on the floor
walked out this b+tch where drako at ?
the stick sit right in the coat
set up shop on the road
the dope come off a boat
nah, for real
[truly drako]
gen 5, never the beretta
i let them pick sides sh+t really whatever
blood been in my eyes way before i pulled the lever
never got to think twice i’m my own stepper
now my brother blazing
different dedication
nothing really phase me
we the one that take sticks
my day one betrayed me falling for a basic b+tch
i still kept sh+t gravy
don’t you know i play the tricks too



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