draco Lyrics

Who,

Uh Uh,

You, You,

Green fuck up my lungs

Bitch I got you sprung

Beat yo-Beat yo block with a pump

I'm with twin just roll it up

You tryna-you tryna slide over here you drunk

It's Lil 4 in this bitch pour up

My Hoe fucked around and she got tore up

Yeah you fucked that nigga I know you a slut (hoe)

Who you think you lying to?

Stole yo hoe like "that's mine too"

Said I'm broke? then he lying dude

On yo block we can't find you

The way twin patchin shit how the fuck he not confined dude?

And you gotta roll four blunts cause J munna, he get fried too

Imma get bread til I'm old

Gang on the block tryna catch him a soul

Lean in my gut tote a Santa pole

Wrist on Elsa, Anna froze

Wait I think that bitch name Anna

Maybach main and we slide in a Honda

I work so hard bet I sweat like sauna

Is you with it or what you can't show me a hunna

It's nine o'clock I made ten today

It's gon be a problem bitch get out the way

Bitch do the fuck what I say

Twin on the block with a dirty ass K

I fucked up boy fuck I say, Bitch Fuck what I say

My dreads swang like my name swae

And you know you aint gang lil bro gotta pay

You a bad hoe (bad) I can't let you in

You a-You a bad hoe (bad) I can't let you in

I know you a setup hoe I can't let you in hoe

You a bad hoe

You a bad hoe

You a bad hoe

You a bad hoe

But you make me sad hoe

You can't get my cash hoe

Bitch I'm popping tags though

Heard you came in last though

These niggas weird gotta keep my distance

Nigga talk shit now his ass up missin

It's Lil 4 kick shit in the kitchen

It's Lil 4 bitch im not missing

Bitch I'm fried then a fuck

And I'm higher then a fuck

And I keep that draco tucked

But you can't keep a draco a tucked

Bitch I was lying know you can

I started singing cause I got bored wit this shit

I started free styling cause I got bored with this shit

Told da bitch "don't record this shit"

Bitch I was poor and shit

You on hoes tryna force and shit?

Punching shit the feds can't ignore this shit

Punching CCs, I can't get you free thing

Bitch she think I'm 16 but I'm really 17

I'm tryna fuck on grown hoes

She wanna give me throat throat

Chop on me Imma blow blow

Ha blow at yo bro bro

Green fuck up my lungs

Bitch I got you sprung

Beat yo-Beat yo block with a pump

I'm with twin just roll it up

You tryna-you tryna slide over here you drunk

It's Lil 4 in this bitch pour up

My Hoe fucked around and she got tore up

Yeah you fucked that nigga I know you a slut (hoe)

Who you think you lying to?

Stole yo hoe like "that's mine too"

Said I'm broke? then he lying dude

On yo block we can't find you

The way twin patchin shit how the fuck he not confined dude?

And you gotta roll four blunts cause J munna, he get fried too

Imma get bread til I'm old

Gang on the block tryna catch him a soul

Lean in my gut tote a Santa pole

Wrist on Elsa, Anna froze

Wait I think that bitch name Anna

Maybach main and we slide in a Honda

I work so hard bet I sweat like sauna

Is you with it or what you can't show me a hunna

Lean in my gut tote a Santa pole

Lean in my gut tote a Santa pole

Lean in my gut tote a Santa pole

Lean in my gut tote a Santa pole

Lean in my gut tote a Santa pole

Lean in my gut tote a Santa pole

Lean in my gut tote a Santa pole

Lean in my gut tote a Santa pole