Where Im From ft. Marlo Dru Lyrics

Ayy, ayy, ayy Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy

I ain't dumb, nah, nah, nah nah nah I do this for funds, ayy

Ayy, ayy, ayy Hold up, I ain't dumb

Yeah, I came in with my gun said she wanna have some fun, ayy

Ayy, ayy, ayy Put this on your tongue

Girl, and suck it like a sponge We had to get it where I'm from, ayy

Ayy, ayy, ayy They ain't give us none

Yeah, we had to flip them crumbs You know we straight up out them slumes, ayy

Ayy, ayy, ayy Sippin' on this drank

Got all this smoke in my lungs

I'm sippin' that drank

I don't gotta chase I get to them bands

She all in my face She know I'm the man

I dappier like Dan Won't tell you again

To run up dem bands, Three-point stance

My diamonds they dance I'm from a city where niggas don't fight

Say you want smoke, then you know it's on sight

I know some niggas that slide on a bike Pull up like a thief in the night

Been hittin licks ima take me a bite Been ducked off, now I'm bout to take flight

Got everything that I wanted in life Fall through if you want a good price

Marlo dru that's my brother for life Niggas copy, but they nothing alike

Come and touch me, you gone live in the sky Major wave, better pick you aside

I call the bros, cause I know they gon' ride fuck your thoughts, bitch, I'm livin' my life

Had to gamble, bitch, I'm rollin' the dice

I do this for funds, ayy Ayy, ayy, ayy

Hold up, I ain't dumb Yeah, I came in with my gun

Said she wanna have some fun, ayy Ayy, ayy, ayy

Put this on your tongue Girl, and suck it like a sponge

We had to get it where I'm from, ayy Ayy, ayy, ayy

They ain't give us none Yeah, we had to flip them crumbs

You know we straight up out them slums, ayy Ayy, ayy, ayy

Sippin on this drank Got all this smoke in my lungs

When I up this pole, you better stand still

We don't fuck wit pork, no, ain't no hams here

Said Brodie, round me, get that strap and make them duck

Yeah, get that money, yeah, you know I got it tucked

Yeah, Brodie beside me be going so crazy, you know that we wit it, shh

Don't fuck with these bitches, don't fuck with these niggas

These niggas be trippin', ayy

Off the get right and the backwoods

I love getting tipsy on a trap phone, if you want some dope

Me and bro doing business test test

I do this for funds, ayy Ayy, ayy, ayy

Hold up i ain't dumb, yeah, I came in with my gun

Said she wanna have some fun, ayy Ayy, ayy, ayy

Put this on your tongue, girl, and suck it like a sponge

We had to get it where I'm from, ayy Ayy, ayy, ayy

They ain't give us none, yeah, we had to flip them crumbs

You know we straight up out them slums, ayy

Ayy, ayy, ayy

Sippin on this drank, got all this smoke in my lungs