Weekdays August Alsina (Ft. Deeno. & Zu (R&B))
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[Intro: Deeno]
I love me some Drumbo
They know
Drumbo Beats
[Chorus: Deeno]
I got them racks in on a Sunday, I get the pack in on a Monday
I gotta run it up on Tuesday 'cause on Wednesday I get another
And I wreck the whip on Thursday but on Friday I get another
And I blow a bag on Saturday 'cause on Sunday I know it's comin'
I got them racks in on a Sunday, I get the pack in on a Monday
I gotta run it up on Tuesday 'cause on Wednesday I get another
And I wreck the whip on Thursday but on Friday I get another
And I blow a bag on Saturday 'cause on Sunday I know it's comin' (Yeah)
[Verse 1: Deeno]
And my ex bitch she stalkin', won't leave me 'lone
That boy smokin' midzard, I'm blowin' strong
Want smoke, I'ma check you likе what you on
Up in public, you catch me, I got my chrome
And my uncle still got his wrist in thе pot
Lil' bitch that I'm fuckin' just sent the drop
Off the flap, I'ma let like fifty pop (Baow)
G code with the Glock, put 'em in a box (Lord)
Put that chrome to your head like a fuckin' barber (Bitch)
She gave me her number but I ain't call her (At all)
You done took this shit far so I'm goin' farther (Let's get it)
And he say he go hard but I'm goin' harder
And I want fifty on my wrist, ya digg?
You need to come and get your bitch, ya digg?
You know I'm on that money mission shit
Them niggas play then we blitzin' shit
But fuck them lil' niggas, I'm 'bout my cake (What?)
He say he my patna, he not my mate (At all)
Bitch, I'm up in the A smokin' purple eight (Yeah)
And if 12 hit the block, I'ma jump the gate
And you wasn't there whenever I had called
And now you need money but I say, "Don't us all?"
I love me some Drumbo
They know
Drumbo Beats
[Chorus: Deeno]
I got them racks in on a Sunday, I get the pack in on a Monday
I gotta run it up on Tuesday 'cause on Wednesday I get another
And I wreck the whip on Thursday but on Friday I get another
And I blow a bag on Saturday 'cause on Sunday I know it's comin'
I got them racks in on a Sunday, I get the pack in on a Monday
I gotta run it up on Tuesday 'cause on Wednesday I get another
And I wreck the whip on Thursday but on Friday I get another
And I blow a bag on Saturday 'cause on Sunday I know it's comin' (Yeah)
[Verse 1: Deeno]
And my ex bitch she stalkin', won't leave me 'lone
That boy smokin' midzard, I'm blowin' strong
Want smoke, I'ma check you likе what you on
Up in public, you catch me, I got my chrome
And my uncle still got his wrist in thе pot
Lil' bitch that I'm fuckin' just sent the drop
Off the flap, I'ma let like fifty pop (Baow)
G code with the Glock, put 'em in a box (Lord)
Put that chrome to your head like a fuckin' barber (Bitch)
She gave me her number but I ain't call her (At all)
You done took this shit far so I'm goin' farther (Let's get it)
And he say he go hard but I'm goin' harder
And I want fifty on my wrist, ya digg?
You need to come and get your bitch, ya digg?
You know I'm on that money mission shit
Them niggas play then we blitzin' shit
But fuck them lil' niggas, I'm 'bout my cake (What?)
He say he my patna, he not my mate (At all)
Bitch, I'm up in the A smokin' purple eight (Yeah)
And if 12 hit the block, I'ma jump the gate
And you wasn't there whenever I had called
And now you need money but I say, "Don't us all?"
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