Aye

[Chorus: Young Dro] This where we from, this where we stay This where we live, this where we play Aye You heard that, you heard that You heard that, you heard that [Verse 1: Young Dro] I know how to trap, I know how to sell dope I know how to rob, I know how to pimp a hoe I know how to make the hammer cock back on the 44 I know how to order 5 bricks, then order 40 more 22 inches on it, the Benzes where the rappers go Dro with 2 twin supermodel bitches up on the top floor Body full of liquor, I don't need your crumbs, hoe Fuck what you heard, I'm hard, they soft, hoe What you gotta say about that skiddle shit Taste the rainbow, you niggas ain't with it Put the chain on the Roadster, Porsh roster Standin in the trap, sittin down, but I'm layd up Glocked up, boddy full of lead when I'm done here Dreamin bout my career, now I'm stuntin Had it comin for a long time, I got it No pussy nigga can beat us, gotta let 'm know [Chorus: Young Dro] This where we from, this where we stay This where we live, this where we play Aye You heard that, you heard that You heard that, you heard that [Verse 2: Young Dro] Look, the rims, the car, my grill Dro the best thang smokin, shawty, I'm for real I hit the ghetto in the Porsh truck, what it is I was gone, got me a deal, what it is I got them niggas actin like they shook Now them hoes in the club, like, girl, look That nigga Dro, I know he a thug, but girl, look 24 main on Dub, girl, look Look, that Pontiac Michael Cane car I heard it was fast, with them birds on the top I heard it can talk, like them Bentley ones I heard he got a BMW, like James Bond Fuck what you heard, look here, boo, chop me Straight up out the ghetto, section 8, Coope poppin I be rockin, way back, ATL's mascot RAF throwback, polls with 67 squad They ain't know bout that, fooled you with the rich man Heard you in the hood, you with the head man Ice on my hand, blingin like a star Bitch up in the car, and she off a brown bar Dro! [Chorus: Young Dro] This where we from, this where we stay This where we live, this where we play Aye You heard that, you heard that You heard that, you heard that [Verse 3: Big Kuntry King] It ain't a secret no more, niggas know I run the streets Come and holler at your boy, got them units for the chief If you think about robbin, got the chopper on the backseat Light lotto, if you in luck, you can play with me I have your head hangin, like a kid on a jungle gym This the jungle we in, don't come if you never been 20 years be the rims, we sittin high on them Know you gotta hit me, only way I ride with them Nigga gonna ride with them, cause nothin but some killers here This my trap, this my baby, pimpin ain't no deal in here Pimpin, what's the deal in here, you see how big the club be I love my southern girls, you see how big they ass be Plus, they all over me, all of them attached to me Niggas keep on askin me for work, stop harassin me Bottom line, this the Aye, this where I was respected at It's Kuntry King, man, show me where your lovers at [Chorus: Young Dro] This where we from, this where we stay This where we live, this where we play Aye You heard that, you heard that You heard that, you heard that