Drid Lyrics – Tata
Singer: Tata
Title: Drid
Yo, what the f#ck?
[Like, everybody shot
Yo call Jay, call Jay
He tried to run and he tripped he a dummy, ya’ homie got shot and took it on a bummy [Like
n#gg#s be internet demons, I catch, I’ma cut em’ and pull out his stomach [Grrah grrah, boom
Ain’t no leg shots, I hit medulas
Teach em’ a lesson, I back out the ruler [Grrt, bow
Got a lightskin b#tch, she a cougar [Grrah grrah
Ain’t no lackin’, I stay wit’ my Rooga, b#tch [Grrah grrah, boom
Don’t run, don’t trip, everything deady n#gg#, suck a dick [b#tch
n#gg#s be talkin’ on me, Ion’ care, cause my n#gg#s in line put ya’ man’s in a spliff [Damn]
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