Body Up

Young Draco, uh
Yeah, grrt

Young Draco back again
Ain't fucking With no xan
I Got thirty round In This clip
And I'm Doing It All With My Hands
Nigga talking shit on my name he was getting fucked up
It's big .38 for the weapon
"Ayo, Wrap His Body Up"
I gotta chopper hundred rounds, that's hundred legs centipede
Look, you ain't fucking with my identity
All you opp niggas get shot down (Grrt, Bow)
Your history
Don't try to level with me
Glock 9, don't fuck with me
If I was in a Wraith
I be in a Race, a nigga get laced
I'm talking to my killers face to face
Shooting 3's like I'm Kobe
Y'all never knew me
Fake niggas be snitchin'
'Cause they workin' with 12
'Cause they see us niggas getting food
They bitching
They the ones that gets killed
Won't be the ones getting filled



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