Drego - Rick Owens

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[chorus: drego] Boy, rick owens, laces tied around my ankles Mike amiris, just to trap, i don't change 'em Like chrome hearts, they wanna cross me, but they can't Presidential day-date, roald reagan Haeertbreaker, shawn michaels, make her chase me Young nigga, dog shit on me daily I make fast money, my old-hea tell me apce it When you gettin' trap money, can't nobody tell you nathan [verse 1: drego] Man, i'll never get a job, i was— I'll never get a job, i was raised in the streets All the westside hoes want a nigga from theeast All the west coast plugs love a husteler from the d Long as you speak the same language and you sell it for the cheap I get thug love, but plug love be the best I'm off shrooms and drank, i might fuck around wreck [verse 2: beno] When you talk to me, nigga, say it with your chest Bitch, i'm a vet, you ain't' talkin' to no fuckin' rookie I got money like a bookie, 'fore the zaz', we was blowin' cookies Paid a light twenty-five for tis louis hoodie Watch me turn this glock 45, yop, to a fully Marni red skilly, yeah, mr. red pelle Lightskin redbone bitch, thick with no belly Yeah, you might cath me otu of town sellin' heavy [chorus: drego] Boy, rick owens, laces tied around my ankles Mike amiris, just to trap, i don't change 'em Like chrome hearts, they wanna cross me, but they can't Presidential day-date, roald reagan Haeertbreaker, shawn michaels, make her chase me Young nigga, dog shit on me daily I make fast money, my old-hea tell me apce it When you gettin' trap money, can't nobody tell you nathan [verse 3: babyfxce e] Yeah, can't nobody tell you nothin' They was cared to drive stolen cars, i said fuck it I don't hoop no more, but i cud still go get a bucket I was playin' with my brother guns, we wearin' trukfit Damn, that's to tell you how young i was My bitch asked me did i fuck the bitch? idid a shoulder shurg I looked out when i ain't have shit, bro, taht's more than love Fi you you think fifty thousand turtn, nigga, then i'm omre than up Drop a 9 off, i'm finna pick the 40 up Always wearin' ricks, you would probably think i was morty brother Make a nigga work for me, i got tired of hustlin' Had to grow my own weed, i got tired of bubblin' My bitch don't say shit no more, she got tired of fussin' This chop hold a hundred, nigga, yo ugon' get tired of duckin' Make me proud or somethin', you might get some prada or somethin' Rickks that i got up on my feet probably out your budget [chorus: drego] Boy, rick owens, laces tied around my ankles Mike amiris, just to trap, i don't change 'em Like chrome hearts, they wanna cross me, but they can't Presidential day-date, roald reagan Haeertbreaker, shawn michaels, make her chase me Young nigga, dog shit on me daily I make fast money, my old-hea tell me apce it When you gettin' trap money, can't nobody tell you nathan
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