Drive Thru

Lyrics
[Intro] Alrighty guys (Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, that probably Tago) It's 12am Lock the doors You gon' we servin' at the drive-thru Alright? Sorry Yeah, yeah (Yung Lando on the track, so you know we 'bout to turn up) Thank you every much [Chorus] Sell my dope at the drive-thru (go) Wanna buy coke at the drive-thru (go) I got molly, I got kush, I got drugs at the drive-thru (go) You gon get killed in a drive-by (go) You know you gon' die at the drive-thru (go) And my front door and my traphouse closed (go) Slide through the drive-thru (go) Sell my dope at the drive-thru (go) Wanna buy coke at the drive-thru (go) I got molly, I got kush, I got drugs at the drive-thru (go) You gon' get killed in a drive-by (go) You know you gon' die at the drive-thru (go) And my front door and my traphouse closed (go) Slide through the drive-thru (go) [Verse 1] Tatted on my stomach (ooh), put it in my trunk (ooh) Since I love you bitch, I might hit it from the front (go-go) Put it on her spine (go), stick it on her tongue (that throat) You so fuckin' wet, I could fit it when you cummin' (go) Cook my dope at the drive-thru (go) Sell my work at the drive-thru (go) My bitch from the hood, she might twerk, twerk, twerk at the drive-thru (go) You can buy syrup at the at the drive-thru (go) You can get bacon on the side too (go) Fuckboy, yeah I got you Young niggas gonna fight too [Chorus] Sell my dope at the drive-thru (go) Wanna buy coke at the drive-thru (go) I got molly, I got kush, I got drugs at the drive-thru (go) You gon get killed in a drive-by (go) You know you gon' die at the drive-thru (go) And my front door and my traphouse closed (go) Slide through the drive-thru (go) Sell my dope at the drive-thru (go) Wanna buy coke at the drive-thru (go) I got molly, I got kush, I got drugs at the drive-thru (go) You gon' get killed in a drive-by (go) You know you gon' die at the drive-thru (go) And my front door and my traphouse closed (go) Slide through the drive-thru (go) [Verse 2] (What time it is?) I got work tomorrow (work) (Who got the pills?) I got percs and bars I'm in the field (you get murked with them dawg) This shit for real, I got rooms installed Hold on, stove on, brown paper bag (gang-gang) Rolex, hold on, make 'em haters sad (gang-gang) Shake joint, hold on, she came up to fast (whore) I'm the type of nigga that'll pull up and serve my bag [Chorus] Sell my dope at the drive-thru (go) Wanna buy coke at the drive-thru (go) I got molly, I got kush, I got drugs at the drive-thru (go) You gon get killed in a drive-by (go) You know you gon' die at the drive-thru (go) And my front door and my traphouse closed (go) Slide through the drive-thru (go) Sell my dope at the drive-thru (go) Wanna buy coke at the drive-thru (go) I got molly, I got kush, I got drugs at the drive-thru (go) You gon' get killed in a drive-by (go) You know you gon' die at the drive-thru (go) And my front door and my traphouse closed (go) Slide through the drive-thru (go)
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Credits
- Writers
- Rasta Papii
- Yung Tago
- Yung Lando
- Blac Youngsta