Breaking Hearts Dro Kenji

[Intro]
Ayy, duh-duh-duh-duh, like, let's go
Duh-duh-duh-duh
Ayy, duh-duh-duh-duh

[Chorus]
Let's go, my bitch press hoes
I feel like Django
Kill the crackers, smoke 'dro
I'm in this Range Rove' (Rove')
It's all black, incognito
I just ran my prices up like don't nobody know
Don't you test me like I'm Johnny while I'm smokin' on this Mary
I just fucked a bitch name Susan and her hair look like a cherry
Rollin' sticky, smokin' on loud ass weed
They keep lookin', why these fuck niggas mad at me?

[Verse 1]
Okay, I'm too paranoid right now, might take the card
That ho ain't never seen the crib, no, not my boulevard (Not my boulevard)
I fucked her too good, yeah, I guess he say I'm breakin' hearts (Bitch, I'm breakin' hеarts)
In that Trackhawk, not a Jeep, bitch, that's a fuckin' horse (Fuckin' skrrt)
That lil' nigga think he tough, he think hе fuckin' hard
I got rich off beats and bein' fly, lil' bitch, that's fuckin' hard
How else could I explain it? I'm lil' Dro and you're just fuckin' not
High as Delta planes, not a plain, flood the fuckin' watch (La-do-da-do-do, woah)