Drakeo The Ruler - Posse (Version 2) lyrics

[Drakeo The Ruler - Posse Version 2 lyrics]

Yeah mmm, mmm, mmm
They ain't know me ye, eh, ye, eh
P-ew ayy, Slim with the sauce
Ayy, ayy

Ayy, foreign shawty, let's go
I get money, spend it with my posse, you know
Niggas hatin', don't trust anybody, we know
I got money, spend it with the gang
We afloat
I just cashed out on a new chain, here he go
He was talkin' bout a new thang, but we know
When we see him, this a boomerang
And we know
I'ma let the fuckin' choppa swing
Hittin' high notes (yeah, yeah)

They like "Drakeo, boy, you got a name"
I know, it's rainin' bullets
When this choppa spray, no long
He gon be sitting on a hospital


A permanent coma
Got me dancin in the rain like
My first name was Usher
Tricky dance moves, mad totes
Banana clip hangin' for any baboons
350 up in pieces, know you want it
But I ain't got dough
You gon be a caption but
For sure I know tatou
You hard up on the net so when
We see you we gon slap you
Amiri on my jacket, these niggas is actors
If you ain't kill nobody with that gun
You need to pass it
It's a movie, in the chopper
Scenery was tragic
If 10, 000 was ever on my head
These niggas didn't have it in store

Ayy, foreign shawty, let's go
I get money, spend it with my posse, you know
Niggas hatin', don't trust anybody, we know
I got money, spend it with the gang
We afloat
I just cashed out on a new chain, here he go
He was talkin' bout a new thang, but we know
When we see him, this a boomerang
And we know
I'ma let the fuckin' choppa swing
Hittin' high notes (yeah, yeah)

Foreign car, we just swervin' dummy (O oh)
I'm gettin' high, I can't take no fronty
(O oh)
It don't make sense, she wanna fuck a bungee
(yeah) the opps be talkin'
Won't take nothin' from me (yeah)
Roll it up, we gettin' sky high (yeah)
Lil shawty wanna come get fly fly (yeah)
We see the opps, we catchin' drive by (yeah)
All them niggas got me die die (yeah)
I fucked her once and why she lie lie? (yeah)
I'm never singin' alibi-i (yeah)
That's the reason, reason why why (Ayy)
They cannot fuck with little skies (yeah)

Ayy, foreign shawty, let's go
I get money, spend it with my posse, you know
Niggas hatin', don't trust anybody, we know
I got money, spend it with the gang
We afloat
I just cashed out on a new chain, here he go
He was talkin' bout a new thang, but we know
When we see him, this a boomerang
And we know
I'ma let the fuckin' choppa swing
Hittin' high notes (yeah, yeah)
Mmm, mmm mmm

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