GLOVES & DRACS (BLACK AF1s)

Roll up on the late night, gloves and Dracs, we follow him the home from the BP

Get on side of his whip, we hang out, let him have it, I turn a lil' bitch to a two speed

They don't know if I killed 'em or if I was the driver, but I did both, I switched seats

That's a one man drill, I smacked like three, but I had to hop out with two feet

Yeah, I hopped out with two feet, by myself, put a opp in a loose leaf

Word in the town, **** say that I can't come around, if it's smoke, tell the boy come shoot me

Pull up, SRT doggin' down the street, bad ho get wet, like "Who is he?"

Had to hop off, parked outside, couldn't sit in the class, keep an eye on the truancy

Fully stick, get wild, we don't shoot at houses, the last time, I hit at the neighbors

Yeah, we spin out the striker, but it's not a regular 392, this a shaker

Fuck a PS5, won't get no revive when the hot shit come through your blinds

I'm ridin with .30, you trippin' off yerkys, might jump out to grab you, I put it on God

Big switch for a ****, don't trip, get up close, grab a shirt, take a look at his hip

Know I came here to handle my business, ain't doin' no playing, just catch me a murder and dip

He all in the bed and kissing and laying with this dirty bitch, I put dick on her lip

She gave him up, we done ran in his spot and took everything, somebody give him a beer

He stressin', know he need it, taught him how to slimin' season

We takin' everything from shoes to watches, know we need it

**** know that I OD on every drill, reload, stick overheated

Mini micro Draco, tapping cherry bone, shoot through that hole for peeking

I say line it up, come outside, get you a fair one

Told them stand at one end of the street, made the last shooter be the best one

Slidin' in the tank, I told my opp he dumb as fuck when he bought a Tesla.

Fooly stick, flipped that electric piece of shit, wait till I catch him

BK

Broad day when we come through, but they scared to spin, white boy on the roof

I'm payin' this cracker to do his job, you step in his yard, you get shot in the tooth

Hell, yeah, that cracker got aim, I told you, lil' twin, don't play no game

Come on with your Draco, you switchin' your Glock, I bet that this white boy here tap ya brain

Got a big 10 million just for a clown, he ran up and I let him down

Heard his partner talking up the street tryin' to save him, but .30 made him turn around

Heard his partner talking up the street tryin' to save him, but .30 made him turn around

It's too late tryin' to save him, too late, he-he gone

Tryin' to save lil' bro, it's too late, camouflage in the club with a big Drac'

Catch 'em lackin', I'm trolling the opps while I'm swinging the stick but I'm yelling out, "Get faced!"

Catch 'em lackin', we trolling the opps, he tried to take off, put holes in his socks

Treat a opp like a new pair of shoes, pull up with that .10, jump out, put 'em both in the box

I forgot to brush my teeth, but I grabbed that Glock, might die leaving

Last **** ran up on BK can't move no more, quadriplegic

Dickhead, you don't even know what that mean, just sit back and look it up real quick

Hahaha, ight, ready? Ight

When I jump out the cut with this big ass Drac', I bet you ain't nowhere to run to

Heard he out on a date, loafin' with this bitch, jump out, hit this stick out her front tooth

He was laughing when bro died, but I ain't crack a smile when I came out the sunroof

Catch him lackin' tryin' pop the trunk, I'ma pop him and ask, "Oh, your gun ain't on you?"

Hey, man, say, man, not my fault, man, **** got caught down bad, fye not in his pants

**** leave his gun in the trunk, you get slumped, man

Hey, man, **** got smoked like some reefa, wouldn't wanna be ya

Ight