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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Drag-On
Drag-On
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Mel Smalls
Mel Smalls
Composer
Michael Gomez
Michael Gomez
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Shok
Shok
Producer
Rich Keller
Rich Keller
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Double up right now
We ain't playin' wit y'all
We ain't playin' wit y'all
Stop playin' Drag
[Verse 2]
A-yo I spit these bars to make ya head shake
Fuck bitches till the bed break
Let's see how much lead you can take
Never let a **** pay for what I give away
[Verse 3]
We can all share
Clip to my waist it's all spare
So run dammit, run
When I bust my gun, I miss none
Put y'all in critical condition
[Verse 4]
I'm the talk of the town
When it come to fuckin' bitches
Or layin' **** down
Drag bust the most rounds
While y'all **** dibble and dabble
[Verse 5]
The shit I pull up wit
It'll feel like it grabs you
We ain't fuckin' I had you
Shit, I know Drag'll be glad to if I had to
[Verse 6]
Soon as she in the bathroom
I'm in her ass, too
Gotta six shot shooter
That'll pop through ya Glock Luger
In case I call my block movers
[Verse 7]
State troopers on my ass
Shit, let me see them touch 160 on the dash
My Z look pretty when it's fast
I bet fifty I'ma juice the city before I pass
And if y'all want to catch fire better step on the gas
[Verse 8]
The opposite of H2O
Wanna be a hero
When the fires on
Y'all won't even see ya moms
Even if she was screamin' at the top of her lungs
**** either burn to the bone or leave that alone
In case of a fire never take the elevator
Walk to life, hold ya breath and take the steps
[Verse 9]
Do my ladies run this uh-uh?
Yes, they do run this mutha-uh-uh
Do my ballers run this uh-uh?
Yes, they do run this mutha-uh-uh
Do my mamis run this uh-uh?
Yes, they do run this mutha-uh-uh
Do my dogs run this uh-uh?
Yes, they do run this mutha-uh-uh
[Verse 10]
A-yo, I only fuck bitches that's flexible
Ankle touch neck sex incredible
When Drag 'bout to spark cats
Ain't no bargain wit that
When my gun spit it say
Where the target at?
[Verse 11]
'Cause I'm fire so I speaks wit heat
So let me walk that walk
'Cause like a teacher I'ma talk wit chalk
That'll outline y'all like a fresh pair of NIkes
Stay with those
Even if I'm bare toed you'd see the stripe
[Verse 12]
Leave blood stains on sponges
Cum stains on comforters
I leave rooms foggy
'Til where y'all can't find me
Keep a bad mami
Twisting up the green scent
Like tangerine face out of a magazine like Ebony
[Verse 13]
On the block I pump the ivory
Never pay for show
I only fuck with those that never ate before
That means no cars, no food and just get back
The only thing on they plate is no more than fish scale
[Verse 14]
The blow you only know about is the air outside
I have nightmares before I sleep I pray y'all fry
For a pie I lay out guys
'Cause what I keeps layin' on my dresser
Keeps layin' **** on top of stretchers
[Verse 15]
Lightweight but I give off pressure in all measures
Never chase treasures
Flame **** for pleasure
Red gold vest
Bullets go through Tef'
Got better double are
Two letters ****
[Verse 16]
Do my ladies run this uh-uh?
Yes, they do run this mutha-uh-uh
Do my ballers run this uh-uh?
Yes, they do run this mutha-uh-uh
Do my mamis run this uh-uh?
Yes, they do run this mutha-uh-uh
Do my dogs run this uh-uh?
Yes, they do run this mutha-uh-uh
[Verse 17]
Do my ladies run this uh-uh?
Yes, they do run this mutha-uh-uh
Do my ballers run this uh-uh?
Yes, they do run this mutha-uh-uh
Do my mamis run this uh-uh?
Yes, they do run this mutha-uh-uh
Do my dogs run this uh-uh?
Yes, they do run this mutha-uh-uh
Written by: Mel Smalls, Michael Gomez
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