Lyrics Instantly - Drego, Beno, 40

Instantly

Woo, woke up, caught the drank, yeah, I poured up instantly
Got a call on oranges, yeah, I pulled up instantly
I swear hittin' this road, yeah, it made a man of me
He said that shit was tan so I can’t wait to see
Jose the Plug
Woke up, caught the drank, then I poured up instantly
He said that shit was tan so I can’t wait to see
How you want it?
Where you want it at?
Yeah, it’s potent, you gon' need a two or three
Bitch, come with me, we gon' hit the V
Or Tennessee, baby, what you wanna see?
Woo, woke up, caught the drank, then I poured up instantly
Got a call on oranges, then I pulled up instantly
I swear hittin' this road, yeah, it made a man of me
He said that shit was tan so I can’t wait to see
I swear hittin' this road, yeah, it made a man of me
Just jumped off the 'Hound, 'bout twenty thousand
I can make it in the city, even in the mountains
Pull up on an opp block, start harassing niggas
Big Draco, yeah, bullets start crashing niggas
Only hang around niggas who got savage in 'em
Balmains on, bitch, you know it’s cabbage in 'em
Woo, woke up, caught the drank, yeah, I poured up instantly
Got a call on oranges, yeah, I pulled up instantly
I swear hittin' this road, yeah, it made a man of me
He said that shit was tan so I can’t wait to see
Woo, woke up, caught the drank, yeah, I poured up instantly
Got a call on oranges, yeah, I pulled up instantly
I swear hittin' this road, yeah, it made a man of me
He said that shit was tan so I can’t wait to see
You know I’m on it, what you wanna sip?
We pour somethin' light, 'bout a four, five, six
It’s a bet she bite, dick had her on 12 around 6
Eyes on my shirt, that’s that Fendi drip
Man, woke up, caught the neck, no, it ain’t no kissing me
You say you got some drank, ooh, now you tempting me
Young nigga ain’t 30 but blew thirty thousand
And your bitch got good head, nigga, Doogie Howser
Shit so good, had to look her up on the browser
Grab that pole for me, baby, meet me in the shower
Got a play on the block, meet me in an hour
I swear this shit is perfect timing
Yeah, I feel like Master P, I’m 'bout it 'bout it
I like that last shit, it was louder
Five-fifty for the tee and I can’t pronounce it