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    Lil Wayne feat. Vice Versa – Drive-Bys [2020]

    Künstler:
    Lil WayneVice Versa

    [Intro: Poppy H]
    Yeah

    [Verse 1: Poppy H]
    I’m off a bar, they want me out of here (Boom)
    My heater gon’ air out the opposite (Boom)
    On the block with my ice, still rockin’ it (Yes)
    While she silenced, the girl put a sock in it (Woah)
    I got hitters and killers, they arsonists
    I got drugs, I’m a street pharmacist
    He a rat, the Glock must be arsenic
    Whip the pot, I put my whole arm in it, damn
    I keep the fuego, they know the style (Yeah)
    [?] so they want me to break down (Boom)
    If the mafia house a stakeout
    Why don’t you take out his family and head count
    Why would I fuck with these niggas who don’t keep it G?
    Why I need friеnds? All my partners deceasеd
    Been a hot boy, this the demon in me
    Back to the block, I got used to the streets

    [Verse 2: Lil Wayne]
    Pull up, pull out, cut loose, run through
    One clip, unclip, new clip, action, part two
    Fuck you, who you? You new, you too new to me
    I don’t do you, do you, D-E-U-C-E
    Doom, doom, do shrooms, smoke
    Ooh-la-la, oui, oui, oui
    High af, got a PHD in THC
    Don’t stunt, don’t stunt ‘less you got one, not one
    I pop one, not one
    Look up and thank God ’cause I’m one
    Amen, and I’ve been a man since I can pray, man
    And say amen, okay, can I get an amen?
    I shake land, never shake hands
    No fingerprints, that’s stinky stench
    Got me thinkin’, bitch
    What it mean when my trigger finger itch?
    Put a ring on it (Woah)
    Chopper ring, like feed ’em, yeah
    Put you in the sky, you will never land
    Like Peter Pan, you gon’ see the man
    You gon’ need ’em, yeah, huh
    I got demons, yeah, blind, blind, dreads
    Black thoughts under this beanie, man
    No Beenie Man I’m a thinkin’ man
    And I’ve been thinkin’, man, what you thinkin’, man?

    [Chorus: Yaj]
    I’m thinkin’ drive by, huh (Drive by)
    Walk down, curb side, head shot (Yeah)
    I’m thinkin’ big racks (Big racks)
    Saw it off, chest shot, Mad Max
    I’m gon’ big dope, I don’t need to stress (Woah)
    Run it up, I’m ’bout to make it stretch (Woah)
    In the trap, I should of never left (Woah)
    Watch yourself before we make you next
    I’m thinkin’ drive by

    [Verse 3: Lil Wayne]
    I’m thinkin’ drive by, yeah
    I’m thinkin’ fireflies, yeah
    I’m thinkin’ dragons ’cause your nigga head on fire
    Hot head, yeah, gassin’, matches, ashes
    I’m thinkin’ out of the box
    Passengers hot, I’m hangin’ out with a chop
    I’ma pull up, like what up?
    Baow, baow, baow, what up now, nigga? Baow, baow, huh
    I wish a pussy motherfucker would
    I let this cookie cutter cut ’em good
    I make his cookie crumble ’till I’m full
    I chop a nigga family tree to wood, ow
    I’m thinkin’ Sammy the Bull now
    I’m thinkin’ family reunions, I’m thinkin’ picnics, I’m thinkin’ cookouts
    Thinkin’ full clips for a full house
    Piped up on a full tank
    Air the whole neighborhood out
    My dawgs turn into a wolf gang
    Better take off or get took out
    AR with a clip on
    Hit a nigga dead in the chest, like Saquon with the stiff arm
    Damn, I’m thinkin’ drive bys (Yeah, yeah), yeah
    Walk ups, run downs, kick doors and lay down, yeah
    Big guns, no noise, small guns, but they loud, yeah
    AK’s, MK’s, SK’s, okay
    Pin drop, locate your place, drive by

    [Chorus: Yaj & Lil Wayne]
    I’m thinkin’ drive by, huh (Drive by)
    Walk down, curb side, head shot (Yeah, yeah)
    I’m thinkin’ big racks (Yeah, yeah)
    Saw it off, chest shot, Mad Max (Yeah, yeah)
    I’m gon’ big dope, I don’t need to stress (Yeah, yeah)
    Run it up, I’m ’bout to make it stretch (Yeah, yeah)
    In the trap, I should of never left (Yeah, yeah)
    Watch yourself before we make you next (Yeah)
    I’m thinkin’ drive by

    [Post-Chorus: Lil Wayne]
    Walk down, curb side, head shot
    Pull up, pull up, pull out
    Saw it off, chest shot, Mad Max
    I’m thinkin’ drive by
    Walk down, curb side, head shot
    Pull up, pull up, pull out
    Saw it off, chest shot, Mad Max
    I’m thinkin’ drive by

    [Outro: DJ Khaled]
    Ayy yo’, this record right here is called “FL4M3$” by Lil Tune, Lil Wayne’s son
    The future, young king
    Bless up, let’s get it
    Young Money


    Künstler:
    Lil WayneVice Versa


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