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de MexikoDro

Turn that shit on, Brazy

Fell back on Cognac, got my eyes a little wider
In the morning, drinking baking soda, apple cider
First day, couldn't sleep, pulled an all-nighter
I ain't worried 'bout that shit, 'cause Mexiko, he a fighter
Sayin': Dro hoe, pussy nigga, watch your lips
I don't listen to no nigga with no French tips
Money first, complete the work, nigga, then I dip
Stacked a quarter ticket last time I took a trip
Take a look around, Mexiko, you know you blessed
Still in this shit, you ain't end up like the rest
Just a couple years ago, Dro life a mess
I be going through it, but I still passed the test
I ain't doin' all that punk-ass shit to go viral
Bitch-ass nigga cryin' like he on his cycle
I be on my own grass, I ain't got no rivalry
Every car I buy, Mexiko obtain the title
I got a crib where I lay my head at
Knowin' that I'm blessed 'cause where my bed at
Down in my kitchen where I got my meals stacked
Tryna stop kushin', Mexiko, I smell that
2025, upgrade, elevate
Finna get out my comfort zone, out the state
Walkin' out this show when I heard she said: Wait
I'm on a mission, I ain't lookin' for no date

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