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ven helsing - steve drive lyrics

[hook]:
cocaine in the pot i’m a wizard made it lock
brodie greasing up a glock we always ready for a opp
new k like a mop, this ain’t nothing like a dots
see him standing by the shop we sending bullets to the mug
streets flaming it’s hot so we changed up the spots
swear this gauge ain’t a prop my n*gga sprays this a lot
crime pays on the block, check the chains and the watch
n*gga’s hating a lot cah they ain’t making a lot

[verse 1]:
they say it cost to be the boss
you know i’m keeping sh*t abrupt
n*gga’s running outta luck
they couldn’t ever make the cut
they caught me slipping, i’m a thug
so i’m a get it back in blood
swear them n***a’s bettеr duck
when i get devilish and sh*t
i ain’t buss it in a sеc so i feel celibate and sh*t
i ain’t f*cked her in a minute she’s hysterical and sh*t
you know i’m strictly bout the money i’m numerical and sh*t
i can see through all the funny sh*t i’m staying with my bl!ck
fix, yeah the fiends need a fix
keri need a tick she need it quick, huh
yeah, a n***a had a dream as a kid
a tone coke stick with a beam and a switch
i been going straight geek in this b*tch
popped a half perc now i ain’t sleeping and sh*t
i can’t believe they didn’t believe in this sh*t
now my family gonna eat of this sh*t
[hook]:
cocaine in the pot i’m a wizard made it lock
brodie greasing up a glock we always ready for a opp
new k like a mop, this ain’t nothing like a dots
see him standing by the shop we sending bullets to the mug
streets flaming it’s hot so we changed up the spots
swear this gauge ain’t a prop my n*gga sprays this a lot
crime pays on the block, check the chains and the watch
n*gga’s hating a lot cah they ain’t making a lot

[verse 2]:
apply that pressure leave a n***a on a stretcher
black leathers n***a’s gripping on that pepper
cream baby i’m a real go getter
this hottie bringing i ain’t even sent a text yet
i’m in the trenches only trappers in my section
i’m like dexter in the kitchen when i’m cheffin
i told my b*tch you can’t be asking all these questions
she says i’m toxic she addicted to the s*x
she talking wicked tii i pin her on the bed
trap n*gga b*tch i’m richer than your ex
you say you freaky let me put you to the test
hold my glizzy baby show me that you down
keep it a 100 then i’ll give you couple thou
i bought a brizzy can i leave it in your house
it drives you crazy baby when i’m out of town
your mans fugazi he don’t deal with large amounts
[hook]:
cocaine in the pot i’m a wizard made it lock
brodie greasing up a glock we always ready for a opp
new k like a mop, this ain’t nothing like a dots
see him standing by the shop we sending bullets to the mug
streets flaming it’s hot so we changed up the spots
swear this gauge ain’t a prop my n*gga sprays this a lot
crime pays on the block, check the chains and the watch
n*gga’s hating a lot cah they ain’t making a lot

- steve drive lyrics

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