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