DND (feat. Drayko)

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Southern trees
Bearing strange fruit
Blood on the leaves
And blood at the roots
Black bodies swinging in the southern breeze
Strange fruit hanging
From the poplar trees
She like, man, I miss the old you
That was that lil' nigga that would cuddle up and hold you
Now I'm with the shooters that be hittin' niggas
Nigga want some smoke, we get rid of niggas
Niggas die, roll em up
Niggas die, pick em up
Your hoe sucked it backwards, upside down
Nigga, she a slut
Ride around town with a pound, get my money up
Nigga
First day out, nigga, bought a brand new Draco
F*ck it, hit the driver, nigga, where the f*ck his face go
Got a brand new lawyer, beat the charges, where the case go
This bitch is the blunt and she start coughing, this bitch can't smoke
Niggas tryna lock me up, but I can't go
These niggas be fruity, they be sweet just like some mangoes
2023, nigga, pushin' this damn Range Rover
This bitch sippin' drink all upside down like a hangover
Bearing strange fruit
Got no help, I do this by myself
Ballin' on these niggas, might just put some trophies on the shelf
Niggas talk, but when that bullet hit, he goin' straight to hell
Straight run, smokin' on this blunt, bitch, you can fuckin' smell
High as f*ck, bitch, you can fuckin' tell
Bullets ringin' round the air, soundin' like a fuckin' bell
392, hemi movin' like a fuckin' snail
Smokin' on the off, duckin' them cops, we cannot go to jail
No, I can't go out bad
Hittin' licks, clutchin' sticks, put 30 up in the bag
No, I don't wanna f*ck, I'm lookin', bitch, your titties sag
Up in the damn chopper with them nuts, got 50 in the mag
Put a 30 to that nigga, dome
I be trappin' bricks and movin' shit when I be home alone
Man, my white boy shootin', we ain't talkin' bout no Post Malone
Got a rocket launchin' like it's GTA
Ayy, back I'm on my detroit shi, i might just take a trip to Michigan
Gettin' rich and movin' up the chains, that's what the mission is
Me and Davo gettin' bread, gon' hit the road, no Michelin
New year with new beginnings, this the start, we ain't near finishin
I been doin' this, I'm puttin' on, but they ain't listenin
I'm cookin' up, I ain't in the kitchen, but I'm whippin' shit
Hit a hundred, whippin' it, bro, almost flip the bitch
Gettin' lit, I be gettin' gone and I be gettin' it
I'm gettin' bucks, I been runnin' up, cause I don't give a shit
No, I don't give a f*ck, f*ck school and f*ck 12
Bitch, I'm him, king of the hill, I been climbin' to the top for Benjamins
No cap, I ain't with the lies, cause I'm the realest
The 9-4-1 with the 8-4-3, yeah, we mixin' up like soda
Hottest out of sota, Davo catch a opp, so don't even run up on us
I don't want the bitches, she gon' spill the tea, no Arizona
That boy tweakin', yeah, he too gone for real, that boy a goner
If I was down, would you pick me up or would you wait for me
I don't got time to waste time, or bitches playin' me
Making hits, I don't need a job for real, that's plan B
I don't work for free, if I don't know you, better pay the fee

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