Casey Veggies

Casey Veggies - DTA lyrics

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[Verse 1: Casey]

Me and my niggas was in the cut like rubbin' alcohol

Shaded up with a girl or two, not a worry at all

I'm with them niggas in LA, that you know about, know about, from your girl

From the word of her mouth, I'm the only name that come out her mouth

To the South, Texas state, yeah that's where my family at

Deep up in the country homie where people be burnin' trash

Rollin' by, feelin' hella good, I been up in Inglewood

Since Paul Peirce went to Inglewood went from hood to hood

Love it there, taught me how to be a man

Hear them dudes rappin' 'bout it, but really they don't understand

I come from a little somethin' called the streets, taught me how to be a man

Hear them dudes rappin' 'bout it, but really they don't understand

Understand?

[Hook:]

Girls come around, man they been tryna get it out me

Niggas in my face, they don't know nothin' about me

Most these niggas fake, I say loud I say it proudly

We got money to make, and we don't trust anybody, anybody

Said we don't trust anybody, anybody

[Verse 2: Casey]

I said high school, 11th grade, CDs in my back pack

However need it that, they got it, next time they come back, they on it

Most these chickens actin' on it, lovin' how I'm tappin' on it

Niggas hit me up, yeah they lovin' how I'm rappin' on it

Said I will attack a track, and this gone need a rappin' lawyer

Charged before assault, look at all this shit I bought

I'm always tryna floss, and when I get I'm a do it right

Straight shinin' on them lames, from the mornin' to the night

From the mornin' to the night, I take the air, takin' flight

Yeah that's that LA shit, Young Gies on they playlist

Jordans and the gold chain, Illmatic pumpin'

Nas did it first and now I'm 'bout to tell 'em somethin'

They all up in my face when I walk up in the function

Them girls wasn't dancin', but now they all jumpin'

I said Jordans and the gold chain, Illmatic pumpin'

Nas did it first and now I'm 'bout to tell 'em somethin', Veggies

[Hook]

[Verse 3: Tyler]

Hey girl, what's your name? Do you wanna suck a dick?

Who am I? Wolf Haley, yeah I'm known for punchin' bitches

In the fuckin' brain, do wanna give me some?

No you don't? Why you won't? Oh, you're a fuckin' nun

Didn't mean to offend, oh, you're a lesbian

So I'm guessin' you don't really like to put your trust in men?

Who do I trust? Um, heroine addicts and

Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles, yeah I can count on them

Who is him? Signed proof in a suit

Cream six panel cap with the green brim

It's box logo this, box logo that

Usually a caucausian, big swallow on the cat, oh snap

I am, spittin' like I got chipped tooth, I suppose that

Golf Wang nigga, know that or that can

Turn into some neck, gettin' snapped up properly

Tyler Creator and Casey Veggies, fuck broccoli

[Outro:]

Yeah, DTA in this bitch

I don't trust nobody nigga

I mean, you can trust these niggas but

At the end, they fuckin' you, no homo

Swag (Casey Veggies nigga

Tyler the Creator, from '07 and to beyond)

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