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Dvrst - I Hate You I Love You Lyrics

Buckle up G it's a thief in a squad car
Take 'em to the jets beat that trick under the firearm
Buckle up G it's a thief in a squad car
Take 'em to the jets beat that trick under the firearm
Buckle up G it's a thief-thief-thief-thief
Take 'em to the jets beat that trick under the firearm
Buckle up G it's a thief in a squad car
Take 'em to the jets beat that trick under the firearm

I'm on the corner swinging that dope
Looking for the folks wanna buy some crack
Got to be watching my ass for the sheriff while I'm on the track
Ain't no sense to me going to jailhouse bullshit
Clocking me up the folks don't know who they fuckin' with
As I click deep in the hood five-o wanna be badass
Better stay alert 'cause I'm spooky with that Jason mask
Niggas I'm creeping to not a sound as I hit the kut
Back up in my town it ain't easy for a drug bust
Pockets full of money stick up most things drop it off
Creep and sweep as I dump you in the Chevy trunk
Pockets full of money stick up most things drop it off
Creep and sweep as I dump you in the Chevy trunk

Buckle up G it's a thief in a squad car
Take 'em to the jets beat that trick under the firearm
Buckle up G it's a thief in a squad car
Take 'em to the jets beat that trick under the firearm

Ready to make a swap for some quarter crack give me dollar signs
Feel like I'm playing a dog y'all pocket fat I'm claiming mine
Buckle up G it's a thief in a squad car
Take 'em to the jets beat that trick under the firearm
Guards in the backyard put 'em on a speed chase
Have a red van full as I keep my damn pace
Running like a track star niggas ain't gon' fuck with me
Lo key a killer when I make a nigga die
Quickly tugging my dough straight up ain't no love punk
Pull up in a drop top smoked out fire some
Mister police officer do we got a problem sir?
Best I keep my ass in fuck another truth or dare