Drac By the Door (feat. Skooly)

I want the money cars clothes hoes draping my body in gold
Cullinan Rolls life on the road yeah that's all that a young nigga know
Baby too bad booty on poke she is the Starr of the show
Bands on the floor Drac By The Door yehhh I'm ready to let that bitch blow
I want the money cars clothes hoes draping my body in gold
Cullinan Rolls life on the road, yeah that's all that a young nigga know
Baby too bad booty on poke she is the Starr of the show
Bands on the floor Drac By The Door yehhh I'm ready to let that bitch blow

I feel like I'm GOATED I'm bacc on my shit and they know it
Thumbing through raccs imma show it
Having big motion shawty got ass she gon throw it
Come get ya bitch cause she hoping I'm locked and I'm loaded
Know that I'm Rollin the potent Nayborhood Rollin controlling
She love a Crip shawty feel safe wit a sixty because she know that I be totin'
These fucc niggas mad I done went got in my bag & that's why they hate on a Playa
Double the Profit she done went broke on that body now some how she think imma save her
Upping the smoke tellin that Nigga don't choke
Cause we know that nigga a vapor
He wanna diss thinking that I won't do shit
My tiny gon spin the blocc later
Young and I'm cocky these niggas know that I got it
My bitch she gon succ the dicc sloppy
Want it I got it know that I'm fly as a cockpit
Drippin the sauce wit no stylist
I'm wild out in public but quiet in private
Jus want the head cause her pussy got mileage
I'm way too rambunctious they say that I'm rowdy
I want the money without all the problems, Greedy

I want the money cars clothes hoes draping my body in gold
Cullinan Rolls life on the road yeah that's all that a young nigga know
Baby too bad booty on poke she is the Starr of the show
Bands on the floor Drac By The Door yehhh I'm ready to let that bitch blow
I want the money cars clothes hoes draping my body in gold
Cullinan Rolls life on the road yeah that's all that a young nigga know
Baby too bad booty on poke she is the Starr of the show
Bands on the floor Drac By The Door yehhh I'm ready to let that bitch blow

How they gon do me now
I got some Raccs & A glocc n my Louie pouch
Rich bitch flew me out
Designer all over my bacc n that coochie house
I'm bout to spend me some raccs on that coochie now
Quay done got bacc on that duty now
Diamondback came with attachments I'm moving out
Might as well play call of duty
I move like the president no I'm not leaving no evidence out here like nobody know we Out
Hot like the sun but I'm cold but I'm dope like the shit on ya stove that's in ya house
Now how many poles is in ya house
Ain't talking strippers you gon need some mo jus to get ya out
Seen a rat put on clothes like Mickey Mouse
Damn
We extorted the niggas extorting that wasn't really important
Took this shit way cross the border still put the key in the corner
Spent thirty-three on my pointers
I did that all on a watch they gotta watch
Ninety-six hundred a pound I did that without a spot
They gotta stop I get it

I want the money cars clothes hoes draping my body in gold(FreakHill)
Cullinan Rolls life on the road yeah that's all that a young nigga know
Baby too bad booty on poke she is the Starr of the show
Bands on the floor Drac By The Door yehhh I'm ready to let that bitch blow
I want the money cars clothes hoes draping my body in gold
Cullinan Rolls life on the road yeah that's all that a young nigga know
Baby too bad booty on poke she is the Starr of the show
Bands on the floor Drac By The Door yehhh I'm ready to let that bitch blow



Credits
Writer(s): Demetrius Welton
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