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Kamikaze (feat. Yung Trueyy) Video (MV)




Performed By: Dreek2Cool
Language: English
Length: 2:33
Written by: Rodriquez Strickland




Dreek2Cool - Kamikaze (feat. Yung Trueyy) Lyrics
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Trap spot rolling
You know i got it
I can send a hit kamikaze
Money grow on trees
I sell broccoli
Diamonds dancing hitting
And skip hopping
Broke days and marta
And long walking
Pull up straight eight
And white chalk him
Batman a nigga he won't robbin
Draco make him sing
Like soap opera
Twelve get behind and fish tail
Hit shift pattern
And switch gears
Throw pack out and turn here
Call up dreek i get that shit back
F*ck once
And don't get attached
17 i ran up a whole dub
Aye minors with 20 racks
I knew i was gone get rich
Cause i had the bricks
Like the free throw at shaq
Digital dash and plus spazz
Giving me flashbacks
Nigga if you know you know
Came up off selling dope
Start off kicking doors
Selling qp's and o's
I done been to feds listen
Fn & k by the door
That just for decoration
All i want to do is live
And ball just like cancer patient
Bankhead courts nigga
From the projects
Ima grady baby
Nigga you try this shit
If you want
Turn you into a grady patient
Trap spot rolling
You know i got it
I can send a hit kamikaze
Money grow on trees
I sell broccoli
Diamonds dancing hitting
And skip hopping
Broke days and marta
And long walking
Pull up straight eight
And white chalk him
Batman a nigga he won't robbin
Draco make him sing
Like soap opera
Trap spot rolling
You know i got it
I can send a hit kamikaze
Uhuh
Broke days and marta
And long walking
On god
Batman a nigga he won't robbin
Draco make him sing
Like soap opera
The money don't
Make you real dawg
I guess they
Forgot about that part
I cut some niggas off
Then moved different
Yeah fresh start
I'm nayborhood with mob ties
My blue heart will turn
Into a black heart
They know that ima the real one
The hate will
Not f*ck up the face card
They say dreek where you been
I been working
Out the way
Bitch im filling this bag up
My prioritie
Matching my lifestyle
So the shit that im doing
Gone add up
Nawl fr
Yea
Cause i had to get
Me some money
Then take care of the fam
I told truey
We selling these bags
Dawg we ain't selling no grams
I got a pack that came from cali
Shit smoking better wham
My yung niggas jump
In that mother f*cking ram
Hop out with a blicc
That won't jam
I was riding around
With the chopsticks
We pushing the lamb
Trap spot rolling
You know i got it
I can send a hit kamikaze
Money grow on trees
I sell broccoli
Diamonds dancing hitting
And skip hopping
Broke days and marta
And long walking
Pull up straight eight
And white chalk him
Batman a nigga he won't robbin
Draco make him sing
Like soap opera
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Trap spot rolling
You know i got it
I can send a hit kamikaze
Money grow on trees
I sell broccoli
Diamonds dancing hitting
And skip hopping
Broke days and marta
And long walking
Pull up straight eight
And white chalk him
Batman a nigga he won't robbin
Draco make him sing
Like soap opera
Twelve get behind and fish tail
Hit shift pattern
And switch gears
Throw pack out and turn here
Call up dreek i get that shit back
F*ck once
And don't get attached
17 i ran up a whole dub
Aye minors with 20 racks
I knew i was gone get rich
Cause i had the bricks
Like the free throw at shaq
Digital dash and plus spazz
Giving me flashbacks
Nigga if you know you know
Came up off selling dope
Start off kicking doors
Selling qp's and o's
I done been to feds listen
Fn & k by the door
That just for decoration
All i want to do is live
And ball just like cancer patient
Bankhead courts nigga
From the projects
Ima grady baby
Nigga you try this shit
If you want
Turn you into a grady patient
Trap spot rolling
You know i got it
I can send a hit kamikaze
Money grow on trees
I sell broccoli
Diamonds dancing hitting
And skip hopping
Broke days and marta
And long walking
Pull up straight eight
And white chalk him
Batman a nigga he won't robbin
Draco make him sing
Like soap opera
Trap spot rolling
You know i got it
I can send a hit kamikaze
Uhuh
Broke days and marta
And long walking
On god
Batman a nigga he won't robbin
Draco make him sing
Like soap opera
The money don't
Make you real dawg
I guess they
Forgot about that part
I cut some niggas off
Then moved different
Yeah fresh start
I'm nayborhood with mob ties
My blue heart will turn
Into a black heart
They know that ima the real one
The hate will
Not f*ck up the face card
They say dreek where you been
I been working
Out the way
Bitch im filling this bag up
My prioritie
Matching my lifestyle
So the shit that im doing
Gone add up
Nawl fr
Yea
Cause i had to get
Me some money
Then take care of the fam
I told truey
We selling these bags
Dawg we ain't selling no grams
I got a pack that came from cali
Shit smoking better wham
My yung niggas jump
In that mother f*cking ram
Hop out with a blicc
That won't jam
I was riding around
With the chopsticks
We pushing the lamb
Trap spot rolling
You know i got it
I can send a hit kamikaze
Money grow on trees
I sell broccoli
Diamonds dancing hitting
And skip hopping
Broke days and marta
And long walking
Pull up straight eight
And white chalk him
Batman a nigga he won't robbin
Draco make him sing
Like soap opera
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Writer: Rodriquez Strickland
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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