STRAIGHT UP Dro Kenji

[Intro]
Yeah-yeah
Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah
Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah
Yeah-yeah
Yeah-yeah

[Chorus]
Smokin' gas all day, huh (Gas all day)
Run to the racks like a NASCAR race, ho
I'm high as fuck, not lazy (Not lazy)
I'm pretty sure I'm the hardest nigga, these fuck niggas all pump-fake
I'm pretty sure she want the type of nigga that just play with money all day (All day)
And I'm pretty sure that I'm the type of nigga that just dive in the bread
Play with the stacks
This pistol on me put a opp on his back
Fuck the upper hand, keep a hunnid stacks
Lil' pistol turn a pussy to a sack
Fucked a ho and I ain't do no double-backs
Keep on pushin', turn my feelings to a band
I won't miss her, took a trip like Peter Pan
I won't miss, I'm aimin' straight up at the head (At the head)

[Verse]
When I'm lonely, I think I'm at my best
Can't get lost in the void, I'm high on meds
Fucked a bitch and she boosted my tolerance
I been runnin' from love, I ain't hidin' it
Woah, why would I—? Woah, really, woah, why would I give a fuck? (Give a fuck)
Woah, don't cross this, like, "Back the fuck up" (Back the fuck up)