Drought (Remix) ft. Jae24k Lyrics

First off I ain't crazy 'bout this beat

Just an instrumental

Don't tell the next bitch what you 'bout to do

Just a fundamental

These bitches act like they don't make mistakes

They be so judgmental

But fucking on a nigga who can't help

Is you fucking mental

Uh

Bitch I think you really are

Asking how the fuck I put the key in

Its a push to start

Like you aint never had no lavish shit?

(Broke bitch)

Like you ain't never had to hit a lick

(Oh my god)

You ain't have it and you still ain't hit a lick?

(Like what the fuck?)

I could be dead rich Im gon' still hit me a lick

(Like give me that shit)

Bitch I'm so clever, uh

Im a big stepper

All that gas that we be smoking, shit be so pressure

Now please don't gas these bitches up 'cus Im the leader

And you can't roll my blunt lil bitch you ain't Anita (bitch you ain't my dog)

And she was talking like she cold but caught the heater

She don't want no one on one she wanna team up

Uh, its a fucking drought

Why you speaking on my niggas Watch your fucking mouth

Uh, uh

Fuck they talking bout

Where the real niggas at

Its a fucking drought

Uh, uh

Its a fucking drought

Why you speaking on my niggas

Watch your fucking mouth

Uh, uh

Fuck they talking 'bout

Where the real niggas at

Its a fucking drought

Fix your tone before I pull that wrench up out the toolbox

Brodie just picked up a few extendos

With some new Glocks

(For what?)

I can't get caught up in the mix shit get too hot

Niggas end every sentence with gangsta whole time I know you not

Nigga pussy tho

Been off the porch these niggas 30 plus these niggas rookies though

Shorty tryna fuck to make me mad irritating her pussy hole

I been on my humble shit

But I can go right back to hitting licks I'm on that hoodie flow

(Broke bitch)

You ain't never hit a lick tho

You ain't never get a nigga for a 100 and a wrist tho (stop cappin')

Made a couple plays it all started out with a pistol

They lucky I found the dark web because I started abusing crypto

Brodie jamming cards he on the fifth floor

Told that Nigga when it's up and it's stuck better get low

The race don't start till a Nigga blow the whistle

Never needed their approval

Fuck your stripes I been official

Uh, its a fucking drought

Why you speaking on my niggas Watch your fucking mouth

Uh, uh

Fuck they talking bout

Where the real niggas at

Its a fucking drought

Uh, uh

Its a fucking drought

Why you speaking on my niggas

Watch your fucking mouth

Uh, uh

Fuck they talking 'bout

Where the real niggas at

Its a fucking drought