King Draco lyrics

by

BloodHound Q50



[Intro]
Long live my brother, he probably killed your b*tch-ass brother
(This sh*t gon' be crazy, Jacc)

[Chorus]
Go, bust down AP, f*ck that presi'
Different colored bricks like a n*gga play Tetris
I was up in the Mil', cut the dumps on fetty
Or robbin' n*ggas that's out here flexing
Chat vanish mode, these hoes be messy
Rookie-ass n*gga, Risky Road wasn't ready
Head tap, head tap, turn his ass to a veggie
Dissin' on me ain't gon' bring your mans back
I caught a leg shot, but you had you a sh*t-bag
I ain't got no picks, kill his mama if I get mad
Go, b*tch wanna f*ck 'cause she know I'm a killer
Me and Jeff got way more hats than ****
Her old n*gga lame, she know that I'm rеaler
First night, I hit her

[Verse]
Bounce out thе car just runnin' and blasting
Standin' over n*ggas turned to my passion
After a drill, me and Swerv just laughing
And for Jeff, they know that I'm crashing
If you want smoke, let me know where you at
Givin' lil' bro ten, he catch the right hat
Don't drill with these n*ggas, these n*ggas be rats
And for Scoom, you know we got back
Go, high-speed chase right after a hit
b*tch wanna f*ck 'cause a young n*gga lit
Sixteen-five if you want you a brick
I done lost my Drac', f*ck it, pass me the switch
Only sippin' on PAI if I can't find Tris
GDK for the Bricks, n*ggas only make disses
This an old pack, n*gga, f*ck Duck and Brick
[Interlude]
Yeah, life is great, f*ck n*gga, it sucks to be an opp right now
It sucks to be your punk ass, punk-ass n*gga
You right there watchin' now, it sucks to be you
They talkin' 'bout, "What's wrong?"

[Chorus]
Go, bust down AP, f*ck that presi'
Different colored bricks like a n*gga play Tetris
I was up in the Mil', cut the dumps on fetty
Or robbin' n*ggas that's out here flexing
Chat vanish mode, these hoes be messy
Rookie-ass n*gga, Risky Road wasn't ready
Head tap, head tap, turn his ass to a veggie
Dissin' on me ain't gon' bring your mans back
I caught a leg shot, but you had you a sh*t-bag
I ain't got no picks, kill his mama if I get mad
Go, b*tch wanna f*ck 'cause she know I'm a killer
Me and Jeff got way more hats than ****
Her old n*gga lame, she know that I'm realer
First night, I hit her
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