Lyrics:
Young Dro Gangsta

we ball da whole summer i came back flippin bricks bitch i do numbers gangsta,gangsta all you get is drama nigga (chorus) Gangsta soldier frutty friut rolled up young dro

we ball da whole summer i came back flippin bricks bitch i do numbers gangsta,gangsta all you get is drama nigga (chorus) Gangsta soldier frutty friut rolled up young dro

see me hang, Best believe I got that thang, Rump up at the club nigga show them hoes love, 'cause they kno we make it rain so they show us gangsta love, [Young Dro

f**k me she f**ked the rest Cuz I'm a A B C D E O G (Verse 2: Young Dro) Nuttin but a G baby Its ya boy Young Dro right here You know Ima G, Ey Look

one So its only right that i hit you with another one Remix we get busy over here No sleep niggas stay up on they grizzie over here We young (young

gangsta nigga, a gangsta nigga Think it's a game 'til them thangs come out I bang out 'til your brains hang out.. .. cause you're fuckin with a gangsta

blowin' dro, gettin' low round here, yeah Round here, yeah, round here, yeah We ridin' clean, on them things round here Yeah, round here, yeah, round here, yeah We blowin' dro

know about it Wanna talk ***, I'll tell ya what I know about it I'm on that Grey Goose, higher than a pelican Sophomore year, but I spit it like a veteran Gangsta, gangsta

said I need another gun The littlest in the trap, and got it poppin' like some bubblegum Junkies hatin' on my stacks, sayin' I'm nuttin' but a young