INTRO 2 ME, PT. 1 lyrics
by DUSTY LOCANE
[Intro]
Look
Y'all know it's that nine fifth militant family sh*t, haha
Had to step it up
Woo
[Verse 1]
If that bad b*tch mine, then I'm keepin' it (I'm keepin' it)
Tight grip, nina on the side, I ain't treeshin' it (No I ain't treeshin' it)
But if a n*gga try to play, let the choppa spray (Grrrt)
It was a long night, hah (Hahaha)
sh*t, a long day (Long day)
And I am really Dusty Locane from the fifth (I'm from the fifth)
Post up, broad day, with a couple gritty crips (Ayo cig)
And ignorance is bliss, but I see what I need (Yeah, I see)
So if a n*gga talk, huh, leave him on his knees (Baow)
But I ain't talkin' freak sh*t, I am in the street, b*tch (I'm in the street)
And you know my n*ggas all ridin' for me (Yeah, they gon' ride)
And I am showing you a vibe when I slide through (I'm swervin')
My n*ggas for the drama, grab the nine too (Grab the nine)
[Chorus]
And I said, "Baby, I won't make a promise" (At all)
All my n*ggas really kill and really robbin' (Yeah, they robbin')
And I am for the violence (For thе violence)
How you wanna do it? We can gеt 'em, we can rock him to sleep (Boom, boom, boom, boom)
Opposition's testing me, leave that pus*y boy deceased (And they prayin')
And they prayin' on my downfall to the wrong priest (To the wrong priest)
Blood stains on the sheets, I can't wait 'til we meet (No I can't wait)
I'm Dusty Locane, let me introduce me (I'm introducing)
[Verse 2]
How you really wanna do it, I could be the one to prove it (I could really prove it)
Broad day on the strip, yeah, I am really with the movements (I am with the movements)
Heavy on the rollin' and controllin', never movin' (I am never moving)
Sticky situations, yeah, my Glock is my solution (Grrr)
n*gga, who you fooling? Sides, I'm never choosing (I'm never choosing)
Make that thirty sing high notes like it's Robin (Yee)
Take a step into my shoes, see what I've been proving (Come and see)
The facts of life is that n*ggas think they winnin' when they losing (They think they losing)
Bad b*tches on my di*k and guarantee they all drooling (Yeah)
Wanna see if Dusty into picking and the choosing (No I ain't)
Pickin' and I'm switching, ten b*tches in the kitchen (They in the kitchen)
They love me 'cause I'm saucy, said I'm finger licking (I'm finger licking)
[Chorus]
And I said, "Baby, I won't make a promise" (At all)
All my n*ggas really kill and really robbin' (Yeah, they robbin')
And I am for the violence (For the violence)
How you wanna do it? We can get 'em, we can rock him to sleep (Boom, boom, boom, boom)
Opposition's testing me, leave that pus*y boy deceased (And they prayin')
And they prayin' on my downfall to the wrong priest (To the wrong priest)
Blood stains on the sheets, I can't wait 'til we meet (No I can't wait)
I'm Dusty Locane, let me introduce me