Can’t Get Enough Lil Dre6o

[Intro]
(You aren't even a cool breeze for my man Taz)

[Chorus]
I had to see shit for what is was
I used to like hoopin', but now I like hearin' my music inside of the club (Huh)
We spinnin', they can't get enough
And we ain't beefin' with no broke nigga, can't reach in your pocket and show me a dub
We on that Keen, these niggas can't set up shop, we gon' rob you if we think you the plug
Young turnt nigga, they knowin' what's up
J5 put the glizzy in your face, don't buck (Uh)
They tryna take me on a chase, but I ate they ass up in the new BM-dub
Four ridin' and spin out the GLE
Slidin' in a hotbox, 2023 (Uh)
I done did a lot of shit in the streets (On God)
These niggas ain't did nothin' to me, they just rappin'

[Verse]
Turnt young nigga in real life, these other niggas just actin'
I see one of my opps broad day, get to clappin'
In an opp ho, and this motherfucker smackin'
It sound like— whenever I'm beatin' her back
I'm havin' motion, tell the ho to relax
Bro grab my arm, tryna crank up a Scat
Young Crew, we got Atlanta on smash
The Zoe is not YC, stop sayin' that shit when he caught down bad
And I swear this shit makin' me mad
DG, I fuck with L5 and lil' Black
I told him this smoke automatic, they probably had thought I was rappin' to rap
My opps so scared to get back
I'm in the AP, no I ain't droppin' my dot, niggas already know where I'm at
These niggas be scared, the only time he wanna slide when that pressure all up on his back
Don't play that shit, man, I heard he a rat
He cap in his raps, so that shit is wack
Have you ever seen like four young niggas hop out the bitch spinnin' inside of a Track?
We the first ones to do it, opp niggas had they chance, but they know they blew it
They big homie locked up, all they do is diss, they careers ruined
I can really tell y'all how many niggas from they side done died, but I ain't gon' do it
I'm smart as hell, I graduated from the Hill, this ho must think I'm stupid