I Love My Draco

Caught his back door, unlocked on a lick

I'm Mr. Leave No Evidence, know my criminal book hella thick, on God

You **** goose, ain't got no gun, you went away, your ass a dummy

Caught two dressed up like a junkie

Splat

Brr, brr, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, gang

Broski, he gon' spin

We gon' spin and spin again

We gon' lamp 'til somethin' dead

7.62s hit his head

Put a **** right to bed

His shirt white, we turn it red

**** died 'cause some words, he shouldn't have said what he said (Uh)

Treat my gun just like my bitch

I'm too clingy with that stick (Ah)

I get mad and leave a bitch

But I'll never leave my blick

It's two hundred on the dash, I don't think the police seen the whip (Huh?)

I done blew the switch, it stutter, but I had to get a grip

She gon' trap me with a baby because she know a **** lit (I'm turnt)

I got a daughter on the way, don't need no love from no bitch (Fuck 'em)

Me and Tayski on the phone talkin' 'bout ways how to get rich (That bag)

And the opps, they super broke, Draco make you do a note

I keep rappin' 'bout that Draco, I saw the Draco take a soul (I did, on BD)

**** hatin' on the low, we be fuckin' ****' hoes

We been uppin' all these rolls and we been usin' all these poles (Huh?)

I be usin' all these hoes (Haha), that's the truth and you should know

And I lied, I say I love you, baby girl, I wanna fuck

Pop a Perc', made me fuck for hours, treat a bitch just like a slut

**** lame and they cowards, man, them boys be actin' tough (They lyin')

I be quick to call they bluff, like pop outside since y'all so tough

If you lack, then that's your ass, Lil Jeff mad I gave a pass

I got some shorties that's hot and they ready just to crash (Get 'em)

Put that money on yo' head, I be quick to collect cash

(Give me that)

I'm not fucked up 'bout no paper, I saw all these **** jack (Broke ass)

Ridin' 'round with this Drac', it'll take your soul

I just made a play today for like six phones

Long live my **** Jaymo, damn, I hate he gone

But you know I'm Mr. Get Back (Yeah), and that won't be long

Spin on they block, see if they out, but them **** gone

Tell 'em free all the opps so I could give 'em stones

We ride with fifties and them switches, one tap, then he gone (Brr, brr)

7.62s big as hell, left his body froze

I'm in the stu' tryna get rich and put my **** on

**** faker than a bitch, I think he got a clone (His ass got a clone)

When they see me, I throw B's, they know what I be on (They know how the fuck I'm rockin')

I can't really fuck with ****, they not on what I'm on (Uh-uh)

These **** not on what I'm on (Brr, bah, bah)

Gang shit, man, ayy, fuck the opps, man, you know how the fuck we comin', man (Ayy, ayy, ayy, get 'em, yeah)

Die Y, man, **** ain't on shit (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

(Yeah, yeah, bah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

OG, she tell me every day, she pray that I make it home (On B)

And I tell her it's okay (I'm the one get shit gone)

So them boys they better pray and don't come near my zone (Zone)

But all this shit is for fake and it's just a song

Gang shit, man, **** know the fuck we rockin', how the fuck we bleedin', man (Yeah, this shit is so, die Y, fuck the opps)

Tell them bitch-ass **** come get they shit back, man (Ayy, Splat Gang shit)

Die Y, fuck all the opps, man, gang shit, free them boys, we them boys

You know how the fuck we rockin', how the fuck we bleed (Splat, splat, splat, splat, splat, splat, splat, splat, splat)

Jump out gang, splick, splack, brrat (Splat, splat, splat, splat, splat, brr, bah, bah, bah, bah)