produced by : glorydamn + 1kasai_
written by : drxke
vocalists : drxke
composed by : drxke
engineered by : 1kasai_
mastered by : 1kasai_
cover by : sye
lyrics :

{Hen where are you}

{Damn, you got some glory}

I aint dumb hoe, do you think I'm playing?
I get dumb hoe, then get on a plane 
I’m swervin’ potholes drinkin’ in LA 
( drink, drink )
That hoe need $5 she gon’ swing my way realshit 
( uh huh , uh huh )
That hoe need $5 she gon’ swing my way realshit 
( uh huh , uh huh ) 
That hoe need $5 she gon’ swing my way realshit
( in my way ) 

In the trap imma jump out, balenciaga bag bitch I just left the trap house 
( uh huh )
I got bands in the back, I got bands in the couch, I got bands In my house yea
I run it up a few times, I got checks on checks
Met this new hoe, she give me neck on neck 
Only two hoes, In my Tahoe, I get in the truck say move hoe, you need to back up 
( ugahh )

I can see the world, I got Balenciaga glasses on
Went around the world and you went and cuffed a trap hoe
I make bands on bands hoe, bands on bands hoe, bands on bands hoe, bands on bands hoe
I make bands  

I got bands on bands, I got bands hoe 
Fuck a fan, fuck a fan, fuck a fan hoe 
Like Goddamn, Goddamn, why you playin’ hoe
I make bands I make bands, I’m not your man hoe
Hop on a plane, hop on a plane, I pop sum Adderall
Me and my gang, me and my gang, we popped your man hoe
Designer bands, designer bands, that’s what these M’s for
Stop playing, stop playing, stop playing hoe

Like give me face hoe, hoe bring the kids home, might say I miss her, hoe send a text hoe
I send a text hoe

( Uhh )
( Uhh )
( Uhh )

( Uhh )
( Uhh )
( Uhh )

i aint dumb ho3

spotify

mi amor w discxver

Man Up

back home

Hook:
Like yeah, bitch I got some dough
Don’t mean you get some 
For this Kash sip like CuhpriSun
Way she catch balls she should be D1 
Always talking about Kash cause I always need some
Always talkn about thots cause I always got one
Hop inna whip we sliding nigga bullet drift I almost parked some
He don’t want no problems Nigga
nigga don’t start nun it won’t b nun 
Need some drugs I got em nigga
We serving powder el chapo nigga 
Put them 6 feet feet We rot em nigga
Green beam yea we dotting niggas 
Put dat mask on we stalk that nigga
We get up close we off that nigga
Set it up let my brother get the kill I guess we lobbed that nigga 
Verse:
911 yeah, we bombed that Knigge
Trap in the ground Vietnam that nigga
Ysl Young Thug slime that nigga
Counting money don’t got time for Niggas 
Say you got guap Nigga don’t u lie in here 
All that fed shii don’t fly in here 
We got blics nigga u can die here 
Shii get spooky nigga five nights in here
I’m with the drink god yuh
2high yah
Mo den 16 we got pints in here 
Got fyah 
I get high up 
Big woods ain’t no blunts
He owe the bread then we hunting deer
Big mtr yak a antler
Hook:

guess i was wrong

zoo

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