Basqquait - Young Dro, London Jae

Turn it

Bitch pop it, get cheddar

Stupid ice (Water, water)

Louboutins on my feet (fleet, fleet)

Baller, baller

Ferragamo Gucci Louis (Pressure, pressure, pressure)

I can brick it, I can flip it (Yes sir, yes sir, yes sir, yes sir)

I got two bitches wit me and it going my way

I got two pistols on me and I’m gunning my way

On a perk and a gettin' mo'

Got it made in the shade, gettin' money my way

Gettin' brain in the Chevy while the motor runnin'

In the club on the gas, smell it all up on me

Bitch back up on me, got that Rollie on me

Tell your partner quit watchin', got the .40 on me

Then pop a dose, eatin' gator every day

Benihana wit' lil mama, double white steak

In a Tesla, blowin' pressure, bumpin' King

Martin Luther King, I’m Mr. everything

Sunset Road, I got hoes, red bottom toes

I got hoes in the fall, they’re my autumn hoes

Every week switch the paint, that’s the baller code

Chopper, chopper, chopper, chopper

Sneeze, wiping nose

Dro pop and get cheddar

Bitch pop it, get cheddar

Stupid ice (Water, water)

Louboutins on my feet (fleet, fleet)

Baller, baller

Ferragamo, Gucci, Louis (Pressure, pressure, pressure)

I can brick it, I can flip it (Yes sir, yes sir, yes sir, yes sir)

I got two bitches wit me and it going my way

I got two pistols on me and I’m gunning my way

On a perk and a gettin' mo'

Got it made in the shade, gettin' money my way

Range Rover, take my truck in a safari

Test the roads with the 'Rari

My lil' bitch look like Barbie

Fuck Ruth’s Chris, we go to Hardee’s

Sniper rifle, don’t start me

Voice-activate Benz, no car key

Clean whip, same color Bacardi

I’m riding round bumpin' Paul McCartney

Oysters, large squids, shark meat

I’m saucy and I’m elegant bitch, pardon me

I’m really a killer, thriller manilla

Look how I did 'em, come to a world Basquait art meet

I’m really a chief, what kind of beef you want with Dro?

Like Arby’s, we got all the meats

Thousand round, .50 cal take out all your peeps

Sometimes

I’m bustin' a special tech, special broad

Shorty got special neck

Special number 8, section that

Me and mama on welfare, my homeboy

Free my niggas in Jackson by Andrew Jackson

Hancock, haters, what’s happenin'?

Said my say «what's happenin'?»

Real, let it breathe again, Braxton, Toni

Bitch pop it, get cheddar

Stupid ice (Water, water)

Louboutins on my feet (fleet, fleet)

Baller, baller

Ferragamo, Gucci, Louis (Pressure, pressure, pressure)

I can brick it, I can flip it (Yes sir, yes sir, yes sir, yes sir)

I got two bitches wit me and it going my way

I got two pistols on me and I’m gunning my way

On a perk and a gettin' mo'

Got it made in the shade, gettin' money my way

Gettin' brain in the Chevy while the motor runnin'

In the club on the gas, smell it all up on me

Bitch back up on me, got that Rollie on me

Tell your partner quit watchin', got the .40 on me