Young Dro - It Ain't Over lyrics
Young Dro [D'Juan Montrel Har] Atlanta, Georgia, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Young Dro - It Ain't Over lyrics]
Street Mindz this is uh, street mind
Classic, classic, classic, classic
Right about now
I need all the ladies to get on the
Dance floor and just get your
Ass on, come on, come on and just
Fuck the fat lady
It ain't over 'till the trap lady sang
Fishscale boy, nineteen eighty Kane
Eighty Chevy frame, ride foreign everythang
Diamonds in my chain, shining on them lames
Fuck the fat lady
It ain't over 'till the trap lady sang
Fishscale boy, nineteen eighty Kane
Eighty Chevy frame, ride foreign everythang
Diamonds in my chain, shining on them lames
My car fuchsia, everything's super
Lights camera action, no time for bloopers
Fishscale shawty, I'm the blue coupe mover
Definitely lot of losers
Snatch a broad and use her
Show her how to blow on my glass, eighty cash
Eighty packs of racks and
The classical eighty jazz
Eighty bags of money, eighty macks from roni
AKA they turning beef to
Eighty packs of bologne they waited on me
Telling when it's my time to cool it
Blue chevy sit tall, like a Colorado moose do
My cookies round like moons too
My Regal look like prune juice
Why should I be Bishop, I'm drizzled
I got my own Juice
Own crew, on 26s on my own coupe
Own crib, own bricks
Plus I own a couple chicks
Know how to put bitches on they own
Now they suckin' dick a1 wit lil' bougie
They gotta be lickin' pussy
Money push it, bitch we got a avalanche block
With mo cocaine than they can
Pull off of the dock
Cut em off, Vera Wang bitches ain't a thang
In the chair with the brains gettin' brains
Diamonds on my chain
Fuck the fat lady
It ain't over 'till the trap lady sang
Fishscale boy, nineteen eighty Kane
Eighty Chevy frame, ride foreign everythang
Diamonds in my chain, shining on them lames
Fuck the fat lady
It ain't over 'till the trap lady sang
Fishscale boy, nineteen eighty Kane
Eighty Chevy frame, ride foreign everythang
Diamonds in my chain, shining on them lames
My fitted look like this
My quarter look like easter egg
Saks peanut butter thick stackin' payin' pita
Bread, eighties Chevy jelly red
Milk white yellow guts
Supermodel of the year
Lock me a handle cause
Straight yay, handle plug, this is
What I'm used ta
Million dollar baby we knock 'em out like
Nitro booster, Nextel user, the early
Bird get the worm, i'm up before the rooster
Even 357, cockle doodle doo ya
Catch him on Rocky Road and let
Lil' mister free do ya
Trap fans can't wait the Grand Hustle let
Me loose bruh, 28 over you
It's my time I'm overdue
Mansion in the phantom on em
Baby momma lotus blue
Cocaine fame Ima buy a mink coat or two
Black triple thick to the floor
Young congo, I'm ghetto
Me and Tom Cruise still havin' lunch though
Socks cost two hundred, niggas call for
Jumanji, fishscale buy the dry, the
Bitch front it, twenty shy of a
Hundred, dro and his royalty
I bet I make a fool
Of niggas whose ignorin' me
Fuck the fat lady
It ain't over 'till the trap lady sang
Fishscale boy, nineteen eighty Kane
Eighty Chevy frame, ride foreign everythang
Diamonds in my chain, shining on them lames
Fuck the fat lady
It ain't over 'till the trap lady sang
Fishscale boy, nineteen eighty Kane
Eighty Chevy frame, ride foreign everythang
Diamonds in my chain, shining on them lames
Blow the brains out the Chevy I'm grippin'
The wood heavily, break downs heavy
Yo sacks I'm gettin' gregory
Strip game, Dro hoes entertain like Cedric
Aye bitch I been reppin' since
Fades in asymmetrics
I grew up in the '92, you know I had
Them rider dudes, in LA i was rockin' True
I ain't gotta lie to you
Call me Mr pita boy, shell toe FILA boy
Polo Ralph Lauren man these hoes
Can't see the boy
Either twice spray you, retaliation
Or may you
Education and wise I'll murder the AU
Smarter than Doogie Howser, I
Am not a browser, we walk up in the mall and
Spend a nigga whole house up
Tell the truth platinum pussy nigga
Shut ya mouth up, dro goin'
Nickel, P$C is a missile, Cartier
Boy official, certified platinum
Look at the Billboards yeen
Even gotta ask 'em
Fuck the fat lady
It ain't over 'till the trap lady sang
Fishscale boy, nineteen eighty Kane
Eighty Chevy frame, ride foreign everythang
Diamonds in my chain, shining on them lames
Fuck the fat lady
It ain't over 'till the trap lady sang
Fishscale boy, nineteen eighty Kane
Eighty Chevy frame, ride foreign everythang
Diamonds in my chain, shining on them lames
Classic, classic, classic, classic
Right about now
I need all the ladies to get on the
Dance floor and just get your
Ass on, come on, come on and just
Fuck the fat lady
It ain't over 'till the trap lady sang
Fishscale boy, nineteen eighty Kane
Eighty Chevy frame, ride foreign everythang
Diamonds in my chain, shining on them lames
Fuck the fat lady
It ain't over 'till the trap lady sang
Fishscale boy, nineteen eighty Kane
Eighty Chevy frame, ride foreign everythang
Diamonds in my chain, shining on them lames
My car fuchsia, everything's super
Lights camera action, no time for bloopers
Fishscale shawty, I'm the blue coupe mover
Definitely lot of losers
Snatch a broad and use her
Show her how to blow on my glass, eighty cash
Eighty packs of racks and
The classical eighty jazz
Eighty bags of money, eighty macks from roni
AKA they turning beef to
Eighty packs of bologne they waited on me
Telling when it's my time to cool it
Blue chevy sit tall, like a Colorado moose do
My cookies round like moons too
My Regal look like prune juice
Why should I be Bishop, I'm drizzled
I got my own Juice
Own crew, on 26s on my own coupe
Own crib, own bricks
Plus I own a couple chicks
Know how to put bitches on they own
Now they suckin' dick a1 wit lil' bougie
They gotta be lickin' pussy
Money push it, bitch we got a avalanche block
With mo cocaine than they can
Pull off of the dock
Cut em off, Vera Wang bitches ain't a thang
In the chair with the brains gettin' brains
Diamonds on my chain
Fuck the fat lady
It ain't over 'till the trap lady sang
Fishscale boy, nineteen eighty Kane
Eighty Chevy frame, ride foreign everythang
Diamonds in my chain, shining on them lames
Fuck the fat lady
It ain't over 'till the trap lady sang
Fishscale boy, nineteen eighty Kane
Eighty Chevy frame, ride foreign everythang
Diamonds in my chain, shining on them lames
My fitted look like this
My quarter look like easter egg
Saks peanut butter thick stackin' payin' pita
Bread, eighties Chevy jelly red
Milk white yellow guts
Supermodel of the year
Lock me a handle cause
Straight yay, handle plug, this is
What I'm used ta
Million dollar baby we knock 'em out like
Nitro booster, Nextel user, the early
Bird get the worm, i'm up before the rooster
Even 357, cockle doodle doo ya
Catch him on Rocky Road and let
Lil' mister free do ya
Trap fans can't wait the Grand Hustle let
Me loose bruh, 28 over you
It's my time I'm overdue
Mansion in the phantom on em
Baby momma lotus blue
Cocaine fame Ima buy a mink coat or two
Black triple thick to the floor
Young congo, I'm ghetto
Me and Tom Cruise still havin' lunch though
Socks cost two hundred, niggas call for
Jumanji, fishscale buy the dry, the
Bitch front it, twenty shy of a
Hundred, dro and his royalty
I bet I make a fool
Of niggas whose ignorin' me
Fuck the fat lady
It ain't over 'till the trap lady sang
Fishscale boy, nineteen eighty Kane
Eighty Chevy frame, ride foreign everythang
Diamonds in my chain, shining on them lames
Fuck the fat lady
It ain't over 'till the trap lady sang
Fishscale boy, nineteen eighty Kane
Eighty Chevy frame, ride foreign everythang
Diamonds in my chain, shining on them lames
Blow the brains out the Chevy I'm grippin'
The wood heavily, break downs heavy
Yo sacks I'm gettin' gregory
Strip game, Dro hoes entertain like Cedric
Aye bitch I been reppin' since
Fades in asymmetrics
I grew up in the '92, you know I had
Them rider dudes, in LA i was rockin' True
I ain't gotta lie to you
Call me Mr pita boy, shell toe FILA boy
Polo Ralph Lauren man these hoes
Can't see the boy
Either twice spray you, retaliation
Or may you
Education and wise I'll murder the AU
Smarter than Doogie Howser, I
Am not a browser, we walk up in the mall and
Spend a nigga whole house up
Tell the truth platinum pussy nigga
Shut ya mouth up, dro goin'
Nickel, P$C is a missile, Cartier
Boy official, certified platinum
Look at the Billboards yeen
Even gotta ask 'em
Fuck the fat lady
It ain't over 'till the trap lady sang
Fishscale boy, nineteen eighty Kane
Eighty Chevy frame, ride foreign everythang
Diamonds in my chain, shining on them lames
Fuck the fat lady
It ain't over 'till the trap lady sang
Fishscale boy, nineteen eighty Kane
Eighty Chevy frame, ride foreign everythang
Diamonds in my chain, shining on them lames