Drake Lor Sosa (Ft. Soulja Boy)

Umm
Yea
Uh
Stacking the hundreds like Lego’s

Don’t leave no bread on the table
Leave a hole in ya head like a bagel
I’m addicted to stackin’ them pesos
Put me some psychos on payroll

And I drop me some lean in a faygo
Then I cop me some pills from Diego
I be dragging my nuts like I’m Fredo
And I fuck with the city, but carry da state
Niggas is starting to get used to my face
Still fucking hungry I need a new plate
Fuck all that talking I need ’em to pay
They say they yo friends but sеcretly hate

Acting like you rеady for beef set a date
Drop me the addy I’ll wack you today
Glock with the switch so it don’t be no chase
I can’t beat the case then I do the race

My gun it be thumping I don’t need no bass
Put you on the news now you made the front page
Float on the beat like a boat in a lake
I’m chiefing a blunt don’t get high off of jays