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[Intro: Dree Low]
Mhm, Yeah
Dree, ha
What do they think?
Yeah

[Chorus: Dree Low]
I stood parked (Parked)
What do you want, your bro adjusts (Yeah, yeah)
Unfiltered, make a mistake, ey
You get towed, yeah, yeah, yeah
Collect, brother, fully guarded (Yeah)
Occupies my whole Bodega (Yeah)
Last left and my phone encrypted (Ha)
Ghetto kid, bro, I'm hard to handle (Okay, okay)

[Verse 1: Dree Low]
Ey, ey, going to smoke hash
And after every smoke, bro, it tastes new hash (Mm)
It's Andre Low in the kitchen еvery time it's a new load (Yеah)
I see how you're trying, but you miss new class
Ey, ey, you can't my pace (No)
You should get a fine because you drop shit rap (Shit)
I send you to the right because you're in my way (Out)
164 here take over and we miss price tag (Ha)
We're like pressed grapes, wine comes out (Njam, mm)
It feels like I'm flying, my bro do machine (Yeah)
Have a brand new Ruger, with stainless steel (Rah, rah)
We can see if you lie, I've learned with time (Yes)
[Chorus: Dree Low]
I stood parked (Parked)
What do you want, your bro adjusts (Yeah, yeah)
Unfiltered, make a mistake, ey
You get towed, yeah, yeah, yeah
Collect, brother, fully guarded (Yeah)
Occupies my whole Bodega (Yeah)
Last left and my phone encrypted (Ha)
Ghetto kid, bro, I'm hard to handle (Okay, okay)

[Verse 2: Adel]
Gang, gang, gang, gang
Can you relate? (No, no)
Smash and grab, I was masked (Vroom, vroom)
Hasty, leaned (Bang, bang)
Me and Dree in the Panamera
The Glock makes you dance macarena (To-to-tok)
Seizure, he starts to do capoeira (Oh)
Here we make marks like tattoos (Shh)
Example on the street, we're statues (Ha)
The life we're living is raw (Gang)
Cop killers, flying through opps (Bang, bang, bang, bang)
Rap is my work, still drive with my Glock
Semi-automatic, you're chocked, comes in flocks
Opp block, pop opp, headshot
If you want the bricks just call, y'all
Just another day, another dollar, yall
Lockdown, Kista to Akalla, kalla
We're where guns get hot
Always been the same, same fucking boys in another car
Since we're small, we've been productive
The weed now a time, is exclusive (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
[Chorus: Dree Low]
I stood parked (Parked)
What do you want, your bro adjusts (Yeah, yeah)
Unfiltered, make a mistake, ey
You get towed, yeah, yeah, yeah
Collect, brother, fully guarded (Yeah)
Occupies my whole Bodega (Yeah)
Last left and my phone encrypted (Ha)
Ghetto kid, bro, I'm hard to handle (Okay, okay)