Drew recc everybody Lyrics

Roast y'all ass, that's what I'm going to do

I'm on y'all ass now, talking this shit

Y'all niggas talking this shit

I let y'all niggas slide

Who should I start on first

Any minute, might need more

Which one should I get

Talking all that bullshit

Talking all that bullshit

Any minute, might need more

Which one should I get

Talking all that bullshit

Talking all that bullshit

Should I start on Post

Nah, I'ma start on Young D

Nah, I should start on Man Man

This shit's the hottest shit, please

Yeah, they fucking with Lil' D

Nah, they fucking with a beast

Because I'm born up out the east

Go on, listen, I'ma teach

25 up in the game

I still rep that feel my pain

Certified money getter

I'm a real money getter

Trap boy swag ass nigga

You a fag ass nigga

Y'all never get no pussy

Y'all never get no nookie

I don't know about Young D

But Young D be dirty

He need to take a bath

And if I say days, it might be three

Uh, might be four

Naw, it might be five

I might say six

I don't know

Just to get shit live

I might say seven and eight

Then I might say nine

I might get on Man Man

But it's going through my mind

I'ma leave him alone

Cause that's my lil' cousin

But uh, fuck that shit

I ain't gon' show him no loving

Old dick, neck ass hoe

Trying to fuck up my flow

Trying to fuck up my flow

Hell naw, hell no

I go hard in a bitch

I go hard in the paint

And when it comes to that Swisha

I hope all y'all weed stink

But your Reggie barely good, man

Just cause it's lime green

That shit fucked up

That don't shit get hot on me

That shit ain't good

That shit okay, man

If I was an African, I'd say it's okay, man

Y'all don't wanna play

I spit rhymes like a caveman

You can talk about Bo and how my uncle is gay, man

Yeah, he look like me

I still don't give a damn

Cause they know, bitch, I'm a G

I rep what's in Fongtown

I'm telling my east side hoe

I got that east side flow

And when it come to the west

this how that east side go

Tiffany ain't leaving you out

Yeah, I'm still on you too

Just cause you a girl, I don't care if you rep blood

Fuck you too

Cause I'ma crib till I die

Yeah, smoke weed and get high

Yeah, I'm sitting up on the ground

But yeah, my mind too fly

They say I'm crazy

Hell yeah

They say I'm crazy

No, no

Nobody fucking with me

I got the swag

Let's throw

No, I got a bitch

I got flow

My flow is sitting on top

I bounce back on these niggas just like my name Tupac

I say that shit all the time because I mean that nigga

Yeah, I mean that nigga

On my mama, I mean that nigga

Like my nigga J Double

Y'all niggas, y'all in trouble

I ain't fucking with y'all

I got my shit in the hubble

And when it comes to the pen, y'all niggas will get me in trouble

I probably wanted y'all snitch

Your post probably a snitch just cause he went to Marines

That don't make you tough

You ain't got no girl

Got nothing to handcuff

Man, my flow so sick

Ain't no fucking with me

I'm so feel my pain, bitch

I'm so CMG

My freestyle so unique

I freestyle is a beast

Y'all just unleash the beast

I'm trying to eat with my beast

Man, you niggas is nothing

I'm killing all the discussion

Niggas probably say I'm black

And probably call me Drew Ruffin

Niggas know how it is

Yeah, I got one kid

3,500 paid

Bitch, that's where I live

My taste still mad cause I took back my pit

If he mad, I don't care

He can suck my dick

Fuck Terrence in bad looking

Old gay fag took his dick back

You know how shit go

I ain't tripping my nigga cause I can go all day

Man, I run through this lifestyle like a fucking freeway

Y'all like it

Hold on

What

Fuck you

What

I go hard, nigga

I go hard

Fucking with me

You don't want no problems

Problems

Yeah

He look at me like, bitch, he's a warrior

I'm serious, nigga

Niggas pissing me off

Nigga, I'm over that, nigga

What

What you gonna do about it

What you gonna do about it, nigga

Hey, you talking about it

Yeah

I need that shit like

I need that shit like, amen, girl

I'm talking about me

And I said shit to y'all

Bitch, I didn't do what you might say

And y'all do the same shit

And y'all ain't fucking with me

Hold on

What

What did you say

I said, true money

It's true money

And everybody still laughing

Cause I'm true money

Night time and the sun

I'm true money

Y'all can hate on me

But I just bitch out ways

It don't matter, boy

I gave you the truth

You love them kids

Yo

I wrecked your house, girl

I wrecked your house