Squeezed Up

[Verse 1]
Drebo on the squeezy, I'll be postin where I be
And baby love the squad I guess she dig the family
100 for my dogs cuz they gon' ride till they on E
I always keep that stinger cuz we tote that bumblebee
Niggas man they fake they ain't that real as you can see
Bitches fuckin off they got a man that shit is creep
Shawty rollin off the xans she popped off what she keep
I know you see me coming up, you hate that’s why you peep
Ain't got no time for bitches fuck these hoes they just some freaks
Wake up bust a nut I left my kids all in her sheets
Nigga going crazy I'm off the dope I'm on the beat
Ion give a fuck bout no bitch boy you sleep
Pour a four up in the sprite , that shit look pink
Bitch give me top, give me brain, she can't think
Bank roll getting long while yo shit its gon shrink
Now yo bitch gone in a second in a blink
She claiming that she love you she can tell you anything
Ain't fucking with that cuffing, you can keep your wedding ring
Diamonds get her wet, she said she want to fuck my bling
Walk up in the kitchen with the birdies make em' sing
My niggas them they shootin like Tony dunkin' like Tim
Lil' baby said she tired of losing she wanna win
Booted up poppin' that pussy she make me grin
That’s why I ain't never gon tell her I love her never again
Id rather get the cake you can kick it with all your friends
Your nigga tatted up I’m real inky, just like a pen
And nigga you ain't fuckin with squeezy so don’t pretend
I only love my bros and stay solid with all my kin
Niggas always think that they ballin then wheres the gym
You know I got that franklin he on me so let me in
And Rambo always keep two Glock 40s he call them twins
Threw your bitch up in the water she drowning she couldn’t swim

[Hook]
Yeah, ballin just like gym
Niggas squeezed up, bitch I'm shootin at the rim
I swear I'm polo'd down, polo drawls and the timbs
A nigga jeweled up, yeah camera just his film
Telbo thats my nigga we rollin up a fucking wood
My money yea its long, and of course this shit stay good
Cheese thats my dawg we be sliding through the hood
I know these niggas hate, bitches yea they understood

[Verse 2]
And niggas try to rob the boy ain't let em get to me
Nah, I swear I got this '40 and this shit gon' spray for me
Yea and Cello that's my nigga he will cook your bakery
You talking 'bout she really love you bitch she's on the team
I know she's tryna act like she don't even want the lean
I swear I hit that bitch, I think I broke her damn bed springs
Yea, you know I'm Drebo Squeezy, you know I'm sliding through and out
Yea my nigga got the codeine, so of course we in the drought
The fuck you niggas sayin you don't really watch your mouth
Yea, my niggas they be wild'n cuz I guess they from the South
You talkin' bout you know me bitch, what's really going down
Breezy just bought a chopper and that bitch a hunnid rounds

[Outro]
...yea squeezy