Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Draco on me, shoot like Kevin Durant
In your bushes where a **** might camp
They got molly so them young **** vamp
**** pussy so you know they gon' panic
I let off fifty shots then I vanish
I just left out the club with a dancer
**** snakes, cut 'em off like they cancer
**** want beef, tell 'em run they bands up
New FN, and the Draco came with thirty rounds
Slide on yo block, send my young **** to walk ya down
I got xans, I got percs, lil' ****
You got cash, I got work lil' ****
Think it's sweet? Get a shirt, lil' ****
While you watchin' me, I'm watchin' these ****
[Verse 2]
Countin' up while I'm watchin' the strippers
Go see the Wizards when I'm in the district
Out in public, bitch, I'm keepin' the pistol
**** bluffin' but they softer than tissue
10 bands make them **** come get you
Shooters with me, they ain't takin' no pictures
Creep ****, I ain't trustin' no bitches
Five-five-sixes in the AR pistol
Monkey **** so I keep me a Draco
Beefin' over bitches, I need them pesos
Sippin' mud, pour it up in a Faygo
Serve a **** fool, I mix it with Karo
Slaughter bag on me is filled with blue hunnids
Fifty-round on me, you know I be drummin'
Kick in your door like a **** was puntin'
Too many percs, that shit fucked up my stomach
I got that gas, my dash hit two hunnid
If it's 'bout that cash then know that I'm comin'
Pull up, stolen tags, I got **** runnin'
Designer fashion like I came from London
(Lil' bitch) I got that trap
Hit that lil' bitch from the back, ain't no frontin'
I'm up in Saks stuntin'
All eyes on me, 'cause they know a young **** got money
[Verse 3]
Draco on me, shoot like Kevin Durant
In your bushes where a **** might camp
They got molly so them young **** vamp
**** pussy so you know they gon' panic
I let off fifty shots then I vanish
I just left out the club with a dancer
**** snakes, cut 'em off like they cancer
**** want beef, tell 'em run they bands up
New FN, and the Draco came with thirty rounds
Slide on yo block, send my young **** to walk ya down
I got xans, I got percs, lil' ****
You got cash, I got work lil' ****
Think it's sweet? Get a shirt, lil' ****
While you watchin' me, I'm watchin' these ****
[Verse 4]
When I'm home, lil bitch, I got the Glock
Keep it on me, never switch, I might swap
If he slide we gon' chop off his top
Beat up the box like I'm Young Chop
If it's a problem, call me Young Jock
It's goin' down when I come on your block
Send fifty shots right out of the chop
Pull up anywhere, I'm settin' up shop
They like, "Where he go?", I'm stickin' and movin'
I got two pumps and a Glock in the Uber
Hang with demons, all them **** some shooters
I spent two bands on my feet
You can spend five bands, we can meet
I'm in Miami ****, on a beach
[Verse 5]
Draco on me, shoot like Kevin Durant
In your bushes where a **** might camp
They got molly so them young **** vamp
**** pussy so you know they gon' panic
I let off fifty shots then I vanish
I just left out the club with a dancer
**** snakes, cut 'em off like they cancer
**** want beef, tell 'em run they bands up
New FN, and the Draco came with thirty rounds
Slide on yo block, send my young **** to walk ya down
I got xans, I got percs, lil' ****
You got cash, I got work lil' ****
Think it's sweet? Get a shirt, lil' ****
While you watchin' me, I'm watchin' these ****
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