Drought - ZaeHD & CEO

I got plenty racks, baby, you ain’t gotta go without

Pulled a rabbit out the hat, babe, pullin' out pounds in the couch

Better share your location with me, gotta see you on the maps

It seem like real niggas don’t exist, it’s a drought

She givin' off her love, that’s why she lonely (That's why she lonely)

Can’t hold me down, I’m ballin' like I’m Kobe

Can’t trust no bitch, I pass her to my homie

She a little fiend for the pipe

I’ma come creep in through the night

Double cup full of dirt, dirty Sprite

I’ma go and beat it up, Fight Night

When we talk, no cap, no lies (No, no)

Real niggas realize on sight

I got promethazine on the side of me

And the pussy on top of me

Feel like I’m swimmin' or snorkelin'

'Cause that pussy on Venice Beach

Like I’m John Cena, you ain’t seein' me (No, no)

You won’t catch me on TMZ (No, no)

And I feel like they ain’t hearin' me

I’ma roll one so I can roll in peace

Old ones sippin' cold ones

I’ma throw one so they roll with me

Tryna change lives 'round me

Real one 'til it’s six feet (Six feet under)

Real one 'til it’s six feet (Six feet)

Baby, come ride with me (With me)

Rollin' down on 10th Street (10th Street)

Rolls Royce or the Bentley?

Roll one, I’ma smoke one, we gon' pour somethin' (Pour somethin')

Stayed down, and I came up, now I’m chosen

Crack the seal to the codeine

You make me feel like morphine

I got plenty racks, baby, you ain’t gotta go without

Pulled a rabbit out the hat, babe, pullin' out pounds out the couch

Better share your location with me, gotta see you on the maps

It seem like real niggas don’t exist, it’s a drought

I got plenty racks, baby, you ain’t gotta go without

Pulled a rabbit out the hat, babe, pullin' out pounds out the couch

Better share your location with me, gotta see you on the maps

It seem like real niggas don’t exist, it’s a drought