lirik lagu dro fe & valee – spondivits
[intro: dro fe & valee]
i get my work from the narco
yeah, three or four xanax, i’m not goin’ to sleep
high top y-3s and they look like some cleats
it say srt8 on my leather seats
my b-tch p-ssy wet, i slide in it like grease
i went to spondivits when i…
[verse 1: valee]
yeah, three or four xanax, i’m not goin’ to sleep
high top y-3s and they look like some cleats
it say srt8 on my leather seats
my b-tch p-ssy wet, i slide in it like grease
i went to spondivits when i’m tryna feast
i told her, “come up to apartment 4b”
i got a b-tch work at bed bath & beyond
my diamonds is shinin’, they bright like neon
my-my ac went out, i need some freon
i bought her a bracelet, it’s louis vuitton
i’m skinny but you see my pockets obese
i got a supreme bookbag to hold my og
my b-tch at home, i hit her, see what she on
two pairs gucci socks ran me $363
pull up in that benz, and that a ’63
i got gold on my wrist and it wasn’t too cheap
i bought 3 lines of act and poured up in the tea
in the two door, i try not to buy suv
f-ck her, p-ss that to my cousin deon
i buy that b-tch a 2018 nissan
i hit from the side and we on custom sheets
i got paper on me, not talkin’ ’bout sheets
i’m ballin’ but not throwin’ ones out for free
dark yellow pop and it look like some pee
[verse 2: dro fe]
aye, dark yellow poppin and it look like some pee (woo)
get it, uh, dark yellow pop, get low at the top
biscotti green crop, cup thick like some snot
big narco don’t stop, let’s thicken the plot
them feds ain’t gon’ knock, you went told the cops
snitch, how you claimin’ hard but you a b-tch (ooh)
how you run the yard but you a ho? (ho)
hundred narco hitters, they on go, oh
go, woah, scope, truck load, truck sold
i keep it 7th letter, that’s the code
pulled up, hop out on they -ss at the grove
quit claimin’ real, you lil n-gga, you told
i been a boss ever since i been grown
hop out the whip and this sh-t was too tall
these lil n-ggas, they lil like gnomes
i sold some bricks just to rap in the song
pulled up, them strippers went, rang the alarm
threw up like 3k, like yeah, b-tch, i’m home
might wear some vlone, but i’m not alone
[outro: valee]
yeah, three or four xanax, i’m not goin’ to sleep
high top y-3s and they look like some cleats
it say srt8 on my leather seats
my b-tch p-ssy wet, i slide in it like grease
i went to spondivits when i…
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