Ralo - Drugz lyrics

[Intro: Shawty Lo] I don't give a damn about this sh** man I got to mind this motherf**in' tree b**h go pick it yourself ho L-O, real bankhead [Hook: Shawty Lo] Made a few mils in the trap I got the strap in my lap I made some helluva caps I put my hood on the map I got whatever in food n***as ain't f**ing with us Even got snow on the bluff I put your ho in the dust I got d** I got d** [Verse 1: Shawty Lo] I pray to god for my enemies I don't know if god into me Y'all n***as ain't no kin to me I hate to sin but it's you or me Paper towels at church Ten percent not thots Y'all n***as ain't hungry Y'all hoes just thirsty Spend a bag on y'all hoes Made it back at the bando Charge up like Toronto Shake the ho like a red nose n***as can't go how I go True N-A forever Thirty wop for a kilo He high, I'm L-O Shawty crunch them numbers Play with snow in the summer YSL cost a bundle We did k** ‘em this summer And I don't believe in karma I believe in commas Big dog like roof West side of the jungle [Hook: Shawty Lo] Made a few mils in the trap I got the strap in my lap I made some helluva caps I put my hood on the map I got whatever in food n***as ain't f**ing with us Even got snow on the bluff I put your ho in the dust I got d** I got d** [Verse 2: Ralo] I put my hood on the map We finna f** up the globe I got to stick to the code The rest of these n***a gon' fold You know that sh** gon' get back to me They want it real, so they gonna ask for me When I went broke, they turned their back on me How you my folks and you used to laugh at me? I used to look up to them, remember? Now I got more money than them n***as My kitchen filled with pots and blenders The rest of these n***as is still pretenders None of these rappers done go to your funeral I think they forgot what you used to do for them Remember them shots, we used to shoot for them You popped a lot, but you used to root for them You had them shaking that laffy taffy You used to make all them n***as happy You was the man before you started rapping You made all of your kids proud of their daddy We done it all and made us a don We the ones didn't forget where we from Ocean Drive, you know it's still alive Long live forever, don't ever die [Hook: Shawty Lo] Made a few mils in the trap I got the strap in my lap I made some helluva caps I put my hood on the map I got whatever in food n***as ain't f**ing with us Even got snow on the bluff I put your ho in the dust I got d** I got d**