Larry June - It's A Drought lyrics

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Larry June - It's A Drought lyrics

[Verse 1] I play the game by the rules, baby You know I need it all I met the b**h on Tuesday On Monday I called Don't give a f** 'bout the rap game Or these rap n***as, at all Keep f**ing around with them f** arounds I'ma f** around and get off I like bad b**hes, good weed, marble floors in my loft .308s, .223s, can't sh** pop off It's a drought n***a, it's a drought I need every f**ing ounce I need every f**ing gram Everything f**ing count [Hook] It's a drought, my n***a It's a drought It's a drought, my n***a It's a drought What a young n***a gone do now? What a young n***a gone do now? Two eleven, in and out In and out In and out In and out Two eleven, in and out In and out In and out In and out Two eleven [Verse 2] n***as telling so the block hot So I moved my game outta town 1200 for a zip of soft What the f** I'ma do now And they just k**ed my n***a D, that was my jugg on them pounds R.I.P. my n***a T. Woods, I'ma roll one for you now Just hit a lick, brick of Actavis Let it go for six, f** it She just wanna f**, she don't wanna pay Left the hoe out in public I put the hoe in a Hummer You the type of n***a to just hump her I wear Y3s in the summer Your heart broke, you loved her [Hook] It's a drought, my n***a It's a drought It's a drought, my n***a It's a drought What a young n***a gone do now? What a young n***a gone do now? Two eleven, in and out In and out In and out In and out Two eleven, in and out In and out In and out In and out Two eleven [Verse 3] Weed smoke in my condo Don't give a f**, it's nothing Bounced out on a p**y n***a It was sounding like I was drumming Trap house in the A-town Got a AK in the oven I don't wear no True Religion, I Japanese my denim Rolex on Saturday, on Sunday came different Car towed on Monday, on Tuesday I was dipping Did a play at Popeyes, made five bands and ate chicken I would sell this sh** for the jugg, but n***a My n***a [Hook] It's a drought, my n***a It's a drought It's a drought, my n***a It's a drought What a young n***a gone do now? What a young n***a gone do now? Two eleven, in and out In and out In and out In and out Two eleven, in and out In and out In and out In and out Two eleven

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