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don’t come to the heights - dra lotto lyrics

[intro]
f*ck the opps crazy
i got hitman on the beat
ahh, f*ck the opps crazy
standing on business forever n*gga
d*mn evisuals you just shot another 1
let’s go
huncho made this

[verse]
2 opps in 1 day, you n*ggas a dummy (aha)
got shot in the head, he ain’t see it coming
talkin’ bout hiding in the bushes, he wasn’t hiding to good
(yeah)
pass me the drac’ yeah the 1 with the wood
talkin’ bout sliding through the heights, yeah aight
pull up on national make a right
on harlem we got pipes
we got switches we don’t fight (we don’t fight)
yeah, for real, go pick up your man then (yeah ight)
didn’t want my smoke til they shot at bro (huh?)
he got shot once, but we got took at 2 (i swеar to god)
then they came back and shot up thе roof (go)
we don’t shoot at houses man we shoot at heads n*gga (no cap)
that why yo mans dead n*gga (huh?)
and yo other man with the dreads n*gga just cut ’em off (ight)
if you know then you know, (if you don’t then you what?) if you don’t then you don’t
if you want the smoke catch the sh*t out the air (huh?)
he got hit in the head, left it everywhere (on god)
i know fosho that that’s a cold casket (cold)
we really living this sh*t, not just rapping it (on god)
when we speak on bodies, i be tapping ’em (swear to god)
ion bump rappers they be capping (capping ass n*ggas)
pull up the shows then i get to clapping at ’em (what?)
at this point n*gga need to pick a side (on god)
’cause whenever we slide n*gga gone die (i swear to god)
we got more shots than the 4th of july
if y’all shot here who you think shot y’all?
i hope the a.r. make the whole gang fall (i swear to god)
i did this myself and this sh*t no cap
somebody come up dead but look at best to rap pick (400 to rap)
400 a zip, n*gga, i be trapping (on god)
perc 10 for 20
we got $10 addy’s
(on god)
$15 bars
green (green)
p*percs, yellow, lean, n*gga we got it all (we got everything)
za up the strand we never run out
(opp pack)
i’m really the plug so it’s never a drought
(never)
10 milli, this hoe sound like a bomb (on god)
i hope that hoe hit that boy in the arm (i swear to god)
i pop like 10 pills an day i’m an addict (i’m an addict)
get high as i can, mix perc with the adderall (let’s go)
is there any more opps left? we done shot ’em all (we shot ’em all)
we be on the block, n*gga, it’s time to celebrate (let’s go)
if you really send a n*gga to the heaven gates
got back for mans and that was yesterday (and he got shot yesterday)
and he got shot yesterday and i be like yesterday (and i be like yesterday)
n*gga what i’m tryna say is n*gga we don’t play (on god)
talkin’ bout shooting up the heights n*gga this the wrong place
[outro]
this the wrong place to spin n*gga
yo ass gon’ get hit with this gen or this drac
either or
unless we got the fully a.r. out here then, yo ass gon get hit with the fully a.r
but you gone get hit wit sum so sh*t
don’t you better play sh*t safe
this gon’ be my outro

- dra lotto lyrics

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