Video Bigger Than The Program de Lil Dre6o 2025 Rap Lyrics

Lil Dre6o - Bigger Than The Program Lyrics

[Intro]
(Four3va)
(Choppin' shit up like Trippy)

[Chorus]
Get in my way, I won't feel sorry for you, you get ran over
12 askin' me questions, but, shit, I don't know
Niggas be sad enough you caught down bad, and then you go call them folks
Nigga was bangin', but we pushed up, he dropped his flag, boy, you a ho
We catch you, we takin' you all the way back
Tie that bitch 'round his neck, hang him up by a rope
Hot shit, we turn that lil' boy to a pack
On the E-way slidin', we beatin' the road
He say he a star, Supreme on him
When I hit from the back, she cream on it
You can't name a drop that we ain't went through, they know we be on it
Say what?

[Verse]
Uh, shout out my label, they know what's up
Niggas get a lil' buzz, thеn fall off, they cannot fuck with us
No, I ain't hard to look for, come inside thе AP, gon' get— uh
I ain't hard to look for, come inside the AP, gon' get bust
Boy, you know you fucked up
Actin' like you don't wanna let shit go, you actin' stuck up
You must think you bigger than the program, pussy, shut the fuck up
Scram ho, when she leave, gon' let the door slam, mad the bros ain't fuck her
Step outta line, you gon' get blowed down just for actin' so tough
Hold on, poppin' shit on Instagram, they tryna see like how I do it
It don't matter if that shit big or small, it's just 'bout how you move it
Hold on, I know you kinda shy, so when we fuck, just put some hype into it
I know I said you got a shot, but your ass probably blew it (Hold on, DG)
What? What? Uh, say what?
Front-seat action, hop out the passenger seat, tried to catch me an opp on the South
Said my name, don't bring me up, that's just the shit I don't allow
Helmut Lang, I'm puttin' shit on like I'm a mannequin in the mall
Free all of the bros behind walls
I'm droppin' that chicken on you and your mans, no problem that money can't solve
When I need somethin' and this money all gone, just tell me who I'm gon' call
Know 12 need to stop tryna blue light me, DG gon' break the law (Every time)
[Chorus]
Get in my way, I won't feel sorry for you, you get ran over
12 askin' me questions, but, shit, I don't know
Niggas be sad enough you caught down bad, and then you go call them folks
Nigga was bangin', but we pushed up, he dropped his flag, boy, you a ho
We catch you, we takin' you all the way back
Tie that bitch 'round his neck, hang him up by a rope
Hot shit, we turn that lil' boy to a pack
On the E-way slidin', we beatin' the road
He say he a star, Supreme on him
When I hit from the back, she cream on it
You can't name a drop that we ain't went through, they know we be on it
Say what?