Blac Youngsta – Drive Thru Lyrics

Drive Thru Lyrics by Blac Youngsta.

[Intro]
Alrighty guys
It’s 12am
Lock the doors
You gon’ we serving at the drive-thru
Alright? Sorry
Thank you every much

[Hook/Chorus]
Sell my dope at the drive-thru “go”
Wanna buy coke at the drive-thru “go”
I got molly, I got kush, I got drugs at the drive-thru “go”
You gon get killed in a drive-by “go”
You know you gon’ die at the drive-thru “go”
And my front door and my traphouse closed “go”
Slide through the drive-thru “go”
Sell my dope at the drive-thru “go”
Wanna buy coke at the drive-thru “go”
I got molly, I got kush, I got drugs at the drive-thru “go”
You gon’ get killed in a drive-by “go”
You know you gon’ die at the drive-thru “go”
And my front door and my traphouse closed “go”
Slide through the drive-thru “go”

[Verse 1]
Tatted on my stomach “ooh”, put it in my trunk “ooh”
Since I love you b—h, I might hit it from the front “go-go”
Put it on her spine “go”, stick it on her tongue “that throat”
You so f—–g wet, I could fit it when you c—–g “go”
Cook my dope at the drive-thru “go”
Sell my work at the drive-thru “go”
My b—h from the hood, she might twerk, twerk, twerk at the drive-thru “go”
You can buy syrup at the at the drive-thru “go”
You can get bacon on the side too “go”
F-ckboy, yeah I got you
Young n—-s gonna fight too

[Hook/Chorus]
Sell my dope at the drive-thru “go”
Wanna buy coke at the drive-thru “go”
I got molly, I got kush, I got drugs at the drive-thru “go”
You gon get killed in a drive-by “go”
You know you gon’ die at the drive-thru “go”
And my front door and my traphouse closed “go”
Slide through the drive-thru “go”
Sell my dope at the drive-thru “go”
Wanna buy coke at the drive-thru “go”
I got molly, I got kush, I got drugs at the drive-thru “go”
You gon’ get killed in a drive-by “go”
You know you gon’ die at the drive-thru “go”
And my front door and my traphouse closed “go”
Slide through the drive-thru “go”

[Verse 2]
“What time it is?”
I got work tomorrow “work”
“Who got the pills?” I got percs and bars
I’m in the field “you get murked with them dawg”
This s–t for real, I got rooms installed
Hold on, stove on, brown paper bag “gang-gang”
Rolex, hold on, make ’em haters sad “gang-gang”
Shake joint, hold on, she came up to fast “w—e”
I’m the type of n—a that’ll pull up and serve my bag

[Hook/Chorus]
Sell my dope at the drive-thru “go”
Wanna buy coke at the drive-thru “go”
I got molly, I got kush, I got drugs at the drive-thru “go”
You gon get killed in a drive-by “go”
You know you gon’ die at the drive-thru “go”
And my front door and my traphouse closed “go”
Slide through the drive-thru “go”
Sell my dope at the drive-thru “go”
Wanna buy coke at the drive-thru “go”
I got molly, I got kush, I got drugs at the drive-thru “go”
You gon’ get killed in a drive-by “go”
You know you gon’ die at the drive-thru “go”
And my front door and my traphouse closed “go”
Slide through the drive-thru “go”