Draggn
We stacking it up
Ima keep on going go straight up
Keep them straps on us ain't talking buckles
Streets told me go get it and go hustle
I was taught to hustle
We bag em up
My OG always taught make your best move
We keep them flags on us ain't talking refs
Blood brothers keep em with me cause he drag too
We can't never lose
We keeping them sticks and glocks
We moving shit right on the block
We draggN it fast can't stop
Them niggas know that I'm hot
We pulling up right on ya block
Smoke shit like a crackpot
Hit shit that's a jackpot
Taking off like a astronaut
We shooting this shit like a jumpshot
The gang you know we don't play though
We counting up all of these bankrolls
Them niggas you know they gon hate though
And he toting a strap like he Django
And we searching for gold like a rainbow
And Im snapping on shit like a photo
And we watch for the ops and the popo
Yea they fucking with me cause my flow though
Yea these niggas they really don't know though
Yea she riding on me like a rodeo
Yea when I was down I was solo
Keep a coat cause my heart is so cold
Yea ya'll say ya'll want beef but ya'll no show
All my niggas yea we get all all the dough
Don't stop at red lights cause we on go
We stacking it up
Ima keep on going go straight up
Keep them straps on us ain't talking buckles
Streets told me go get it and go hustle
I was taught to hustle
Ima keep on going go straight up
Keep them straps on us ain't talking buckles
Streets told me go get it and go hustle
I was taught to hustle
We bag em up
My OG always taught make your best move
We keep them flags on us ain't talking refs
Blood brothers keep em with me cause he drag too
We can't never lose
We keeping them sticks and glocks
We moving shit right on the block
We draggN it fast can't stop
Them niggas know that I'm hot
We pulling up right on ya block
Smoke shit like a crackpot
Hit shit that's a jackpot
Taking off like a astronaut
We shooting this shit like a jumpshot
The gang you know we don't play though
We counting up all of these bankrolls
Them niggas you know they gon hate though
And he toting a strap like he Django
And we searching for gold like a rainbow
And Im snapping on shit like a photo
And we watch for the ops and the popo
Yea they fucking with me cause my flow though
Yea these niggas they really don't know though
Yea she riding on me like a rodeo
Yea when I was down I was solo
Keep a coat cause my heart is so cold
Yea ya'll say ya'll want beef but ya'll no show
All my niggas yea we get all all the dough
Don't stop at red lights cause we on go
We stacking it up
Ima keep on going go straight up
Keep them straps on us ain't talking buckles
Streets told me go get it and go hustle
I was taught to hustle
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Writer(s): Ronald Freeman
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