Droog's Anthem - Your Old Droog

Gettin' head in the whip-call that v-neck

Poppin' the collar 'fore I ever seen a check

A droog barely saw the fruits of his labor

And you hoppin' on the banana like Chiquita, ya dick eater

Need to fall back and let my nuts breathe

Plus you got no pull like a smut’s weave during sex

And you don’t wanna get wet up

Hog-tied and set-up, stripped out your get-up

Get up!

Stop cryin' on the floor, what you have to stunt for?

We know that you don’t want war

You wanna talk about a peace plan

Givin' info in the back of a police van

(Where you at, son?) I’m in the house like C-SPAN

Your Old Droog been a beast, man (check me out)

Spittin' rhymes you can’t quote with a weak throat

You need a pack of Winstons, black coffee, and a peacoat

I try to put it aside, but droogs, we need to provide

Plus it won’t leave me alone, alone

And if I’m gonna do this, I need to be the biggest star that I can be, I can be,

oh, oh

Tricks wanna step to Droog and then they catch fade

'Cause they bitch-made pullin' out a switchblade

That’s kinda trifle, cause that’s a knife, fool

You’re just a parasite like the Eiffel

Stifle yourself like Edith or get played

Like a Paul Reed Smith, you and them cats you smoke weed with

No G, get smacked up for free

I see you laughin' to the bank but you’re not all that you cracked up to be

Hee… hee… ain’t it funny like J-Lo and Jeffery

And done effortlessly

Pop shots like Steph Curry

And your eye vision will be left blurry, eff a referee

Swish, nothin' but net, with lotsa bank-ins

Called by the O.G.

Sacha Jenkins

Link back up with my son, Irv

Persistence does wonders, none of this is undeserved, the nerve

Nobody gets in this shit to be regular

I manhandle while you panhandle like a beggar, bruh

Other cats is movin' bricks, I’m a slang slanger

Set for life like a gang-banger

To the death, and I got a lil' fame

Keep it a hunnit like most points in a single game

By Wilt Cham', Old Droog kilt the game

Like your favorite rapper rockin' a skirt, don’t it hurt?

Pertinent, relevant when I spit

You’s a rodent, you ain’t leavin' no dent in this shit

There’s more to this than makin' sentences fit

You see I went in but I’m low-key ventin'

It’s more than just spittin' a hard bar

I’m bringin' 'em more records than Nardwuar, check me out

Gettin' love from college kids down at Seton Hall

Without the hook on it, I be cheatin' y’all