Letra de It’s A Drought - FattMack

(Feat. Jay Montana)

I'm a hundred K up, I'm nineteen, can't no nigga fuck with me

She give me face, I roll my weed, now all these bitches fuck for free

I got KRISS Vector on my Glock, clip pokin' out, you ain't gon' duck this heat

I know these niggas wan' be me, my life ain't hard, I do this shit with ease

I pop Percocets, smoke rapper weed, it cost to get this high

This bitch hurt my soul, she threw out all my pills and it's a drought

Cut off all my hoes, I ain't have time to see 'em and hit they town

They wasn't listenin' 'til I went and put these emeralds in my mouth

Heard the feds was on my trail, take all the switches out my house, yeah

Plenty times you broke my trust, but you still here 'cause you my dog

I won't fuss, it ain't no us, you ain't gon' fuck, then you gettin' out

Take all my L's like I take dubs, with my chin up and my chest out

Picked up my cup and put my feelings down, I'm feelin' fine

When I get too high, I don't like nobody 'round, these niggas slimy

Really went got rich, that shit was perfect timin', look at me now

When Smack had died, you made it kinda hard for me to smile

Feel like it's easy to go and do something wrong, it's hard to do what's right

You held me down, I did you wrong, you had it hard, now you my wife

When I wasn't worth it, now shit perfect, it was hard to be in my life

When I was young, out havin' fun, I'm comin' home, you tryna fight, yeah

I'm a hundred K up, I'm nineteen, can't no nigga fuck with me

She give me face, I roll my weed, now all these bitches fuck for free

I got KRISS Vector on my Glock, clip pokin' out, you ain't gon' duck this heat

I know these niggas wan' be me, my life ain't hard, I do this shit with ease

I pop Percocets, smoke rapper weed, it cost to get this high

This bitch hurt my soul, she threw out all my pills and it's a drought

Cut off all my hoes, I ain't have time to see 'em and hit they town

They wasn't listenin' 'til I went and put these emeralds in my mouth

You ain't with this, you a witness, I push pounds, I like fitness

Count a dub out for my dentist, how you want it? Blues or twenties?

I don't care 'bout who pretendin' or who hatin' because we winnin'

I don't care, she could be fine as hell, she fuck off and she finished

I ain't just flexin', nigga, test me, watch how quick this shit get hectic

I don't fuck on hoes, they messy, bae might kill me if she catch me

I really took that shit to heart you did, to you, it might be petty

I might just fly out the country, bro can't come 'cause he a felon

Yeah, they thought shit was funny, I was tryna stack my money

I got rich as hell, just hit my cell and you know that I'm comin'

I used to rap, said I was cap, yeah, they had jokes, now shit ain't funny

I really slide, I really trap, live what I rap, just go ask Pumpkin

I'm a hundred K up, I'm nineteen, can't no nigga fuck with me

She give me face, I roll my weed, now all these bitches fuck for free

I got KRISS Vector on my Glock, clip pokin' out, you ain't gon' duck this heat

I know these niggas wan' be me, my life ain't hard, I do this shit with ease

I pop Percocets, smoke rapper weed, it cost to get this high

This bitch hurt my soul, she threw out all my pills and it's a drought

Cut off all my hoes, I ain't have time to see 'em and hit they town

They wasn't listenin' 'til I went and put these emeralds in my mouth

On God

They wasn't listenin' 'til I went and put these emeralds in my mouth

I cut off all my hoes, ain't have time to see 'em and hit they town, yeah

Fatt

Yeah

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