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Eye Busser - Drakeo the Ruler (Ft. Yatta)
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Eye Busser - Drakeo the Ruler (Ft. Yatta)
[Verse 1: Drakeo the Ruler]
Ugh, bitch we back up on that shit again
Don't run up on the Stinc Team, somebody gon' get hit again
Drakeo what that mean, I'm with all eye bussers
My young nigga wildin', he got all eye bussers
Shit, I'm a lunatic
Don't snake me out my dough, we got long ropes for Judases
Who is this, Drakeo the Ruler be on some stupid shit
I told niggas the seven-eighteen look like I broke my wrist
Go against the word, my niggas gon' duct tape you
Shoot him in his face, he ain't gotta be pump faking
This nigga blood on my shoes, name these the Freddy Krueger Maisons
Got all these bald head Caillous, shit I would've named 'em Jason
Niggas tellin' and singin', I thought I met Aretha Franklin
The police at my door, I said you gotta be playin'
Ugh, I guess niggas ain't playin' fair
Lookin' up to God like please don't let 'em find that K in there
Enrolled in school, I'm like I might just be stayin' here
Just get down and lay down, you know my niggas stain kids, ugh

[Chorus: Drakeo the Ruler]
Man you niggas all busters
Please don't run up on the team, I'm with all eye bussers
My young nigga nineteen, he got all eye bussers
A twenty-piece in the air, we call that an eye busser
Cut all that tough guy shit, nigga we know that you a buster
Please don't run up on the team, I'm with all eye bussers
My young nigga nineteen, he got all eye bussers
A twenty-piece in the air, we call that an eye busser
Cut all that tough guy shit, nigga we know that you a buster
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