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Lil Dre6o - Belt To Ass Lyrics

Belt to Ass Lyrics[Intro]
Every opp diss on this shit, I'm tryna get they ass gone, man, you know what the fuck goin' on, YCOE
Man, I just be tryna see, like
When the hell so many niggas got so hard and just
Started comin' for a nigga ass, like
Where was y'all niggas at before all this shit, man?
Where was niggas at?

[Chorus]
It's fuck them boys for life, they cannot come back on this side
I got a stick in the backseat, I told lil' twin to watch and drive
I see my opp in traffic, know I'm gon' get off like thirty times
These niggas hoes, we put belt to ass, we make these niggas whine, huh
He say he YCK, but ain't did shit, boy, what you steppin' on?
This my same stick, never changed it, just made the barrel long
Say he gon' testify, we whack the rat like who you tellin' on?
She hop up in the Lyft, I told her call me when she make it home

[Verse]
If I like her for real, we take a trip
That Glock 19 gon' knock his head off, just had to change the clip
If she don't fuck, she gotta dip
My partner lost his dad, I lost somebody too, know how you feel
I lost my brother in middle school, somebody gon' die 'fore I shed a tear
Uh, know I get mad and get to crossin' niggas out
They say he speakin' on the dead, I'm tryna see what that's about
They say he spoke on 10 so I'ma knock that name up out his mouth
Ayy, twin, let's spin again, I'm tryna put some more holes in his house
Just got the drop on him, so we gon' sit and wait 'til he come out
We can't fuck up the drill, I bet that boy be dead when he get found
Uh, I bet that boy be dead as hell
I'm tellin' 12 to let go all my bros, man, free Luh Lon and Trell (Huh)
He spendin' money on these hoes that wouldn't even help him out in jail
I know I rap, but if I see them folks, I'ma get out and bail
Four-nick hit his left and sent him right up outta here
The opps be dissin', but don't never sin, see y'all boys in hell

[Chorus]
It's fuck them boys for life, they cannot come back on this side
I got a stick in the backseat, I told lil' twin to watch and drive
I see my opp in traffic, know I'm gon' get off like thirty times
These niggas hoes, we put belt to ass, we make these niggas whine, huh
He say he YCK, but ain't did shit, boy, what you steppin' on?
This my same stick, never changed it, just made the barrel long
Say he gon' testify, we whack the rat like who you tellin' on?
She hop up in the Lyft, I told her call me when she make it home

[Outro]
Make it home, yeah
Call me when you make it home, yeah, yeah
Call me when she make it home
Ayy, YCOE, nigga
Niggas know what the fuck goin' on