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droolin’ - bigelli lyrics

droolin’ lyrics
[intro]
drillin’ (drillin’)
paow (paow)
star raps
(woo, woo)
give a f*ck who you
(give a f*ck who you)
(grhhhhhhhh)

[verse one]
the opposition ain’t a competition
they just big on composition
your relatives putting on black
keep on stiffin n*gga i’m back
you don’t want me pullin’ up to ya crib
cause then we’d be bustin up shots
(paow paow paow paow)
n*ggas got g. a. ts
haters gon h. a. t. e (cruel)
n*gga i am
n*gga i’m still
e with a double l and a single i
i strike at your best
i hit her with thirst (hit her with thirst)
causе it always been too long
she playin’ two opps that’s two wrongs
i catch that n*gga might just hit his sh*t
real talk and that n*gga be skroolin’
n*gga i’m coming thru movе it (move it)
[bridge]
the opps see me it’s movement
i’m callin’ on all brothers we movin’
they ain’t cuttin’ loose we ’bout do sh*t
n*gga we comin’ keep rattin’ the woo sh*t
pass me the glizzy (paow)
my n*gga we big on woo sh*t (paow)
that lil n*gga chizzy
ready to shoot don’t test
i’m doing the woo walk
if i’m doin’ them talks no worries i’m with the wu monk
the wu sword in my hand that sh*t might just chop off the corn stalk
b*tch that your man ?
ptt that p*ssy too soft (lil p*ssy too soft)
i’m ebk they be asking so i’m telling (asking so i’m tellin’)
that cat be wilin’ so bell him
only your b*tchve seen the tats in my belly
(only your b*tch)

[chorus]
boy you go drop a n*gga yeah
b*tches be scheming like i ain’t here
if i see a opp
i’m letting off shots
the heater in my pants
n*ggas b*tches be droolin’
audrey can start war if she wants
audrey can say anything she wants
audrey can take me if she wants
audrey can
[verse two]
i’m driving the gang to you (you)
n*ggas be thinking my coupe (paow)
n*gga face it
what’s coming to you
i got my eyes on you (4l)
forever cool with the opps (nah)
we breaking the news
n*gga we droppin’ off shots
they runnin’ for shelter (they runnin’)
done sh*t i ain’t know her name either (ain’t know her name)
body countin’ up
goal in the post that’s my header
choppers on bl!cks
billets be grazing
if i woo n*ggas gon flew
that’s gang (gang)
last seen 16 i’m heavy
don’t let my mom sign my waivy (don’t let my mom)
the future be comin’ we ready
you so dead like them other cats is
murder ain’t new to them n*ggas
done a few bodies

- bigelli lyrics

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