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not fuckin wit dem niggas - drayco mccoy lyrics

[intro]
yeah, lil guillotine in this b-tch baby, haha
let’s keep it off with they motherf-ckin’ heads man, for real
ayy, yeah

[verse 1]
if these n-ggas ain’t talkin’ money, i got rent to pay
and it ain’t nothin’ motherf-ckin’ funny, i need it today
my daughter is never goin’ hungry, she think every day
her motherf-ckin’ birthday, she always getting a piece of cake

[chorus]
i got it how i get it ayy, uncle taught me everything
riding ’round getting brain, almost crashed the whip again
f-ck them sucker n-ggas man, they f-cked up f-ckin’ with the gang
f-ck them sucker n-ggas, i ain’t f-ckin’ with them n-ggas man

[verse 2]
bro was off the xannies, robbed a n-gga for his necklace
had that weapon to his brain and woke up thinking it was just a dream
mornings i smoke heavy, tryna get in the mood for breakfast
if not i won’t eat a thing man, mama seeing my differently
i’m just smoking with your b-tch again, desire in the wind
i f-cked her while she was pregnant, i was tryna give her twins
at supper my mama staring at my eyes, she think i’m lit
she know times a little weird but we just gotta keep it kosher
baby we all that we got, screaming free my f-cking uncle
was just smoking weed with block, talkin’ ’bout how we finna hustle
now he dead, was snappin’ on my bro for puffin’ cigs
now i’m on my second pack in like four days like f-ck it man
and i still got court fees, glad i’m not caged in
still the world ignoring me, still discovering fake friends
still f-cking these wh0r-s, i get in the p-ssy and break dance
still can’t trust a soul, you not my whoadie if we shake hands, no
mama your son in the newspaper again
i don’t think it’s just a dream no more, this sh-t is reality
puttin’ on my city, why these p-ssy n-ggas mad at me?
n-ggas gotta be tipsy thinkin’ hating me is stopping me

- drayco mccoy lyrics

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