Ping Pong

Draco The God
Yo, and Raw Spitter
Oooooo
And I'm too hard true scar
Spit these niggas blue bars
And black like two scars
See that be bruise bar
I cruise cars and shine like new stars
Galactic shooter straight like ruler bitch I'm cooler arctic freeze
Bitches sneeze what the fuck
They at my knees beneath my feet
They kiss the cleat cuz I'm in fact
Majestic act my crown this cap
Bitch I'm so groovy with the boujie flow just cum all over loose leaves

Oooooo
I'm the father not the dad dad
Niggas is mad mad cuz Draco is coming up fast fast
You better get glad glad not talking glad but niggas trash bags
I get in my bag bag then I release shit out the ass ass it's bad bad
I like my bitch with a fat ass
When he throw it back I bag back
Then power forward and smash that
Then ima finish and pedal back
I ain't them niggas you used to
Favorite color red my feelings ain't blue
Put some money on my books dude
Cuz I got the bars and I'm reading em to you

I got the bars and I'm reading
Bitches be pleading I just be skeeting cross heads while I'm beating
Bitches be dreaming Fantastic 4
I just be fucking em up bitch high score
3 up the whore yes I implore
These hoes horderves yo that is the word
Yes Draco the word like guns for the splurge artillery serve
I really be urging the niggas to strap
I'm stupid straight jacket don't want me to clap
Gunshot for applause may lay hoes on they back
A ratty tat tat oh my god what was that
Im clapping they hats these niggas be cap
I swore on the dap I'm too wavy for that
3rd eye they be shady can't play me fugaze no cap
I process the beat eat that shit up no snack

We teaming up on niggas if C-Raw Luigi then I'm Mario
Yo I am absurd Draco's the word
Other niggas can't do it they out of breath like cardio huh
Running round niggas like a track star
Up in New York I be chilling where the Mets are
I be throwing ball but this ain't no baseball
Ain't made it yet but niggas tryna get me blackballed
MVP and it my arena
Flow sick like it's diarrhea
I spit alpaca nigga
Learned all this shit from Onika
I'm sick when I spit so you getting fevers
Niggas want me on they song cuz I beat the beat up
Niggas calling me for help like my name FEMA
In the house working chillin kicking with my feet up

In the house chillin with my feet up smoking my seed what
I just toast for the boast
Cuz a hoe win the most
I should really be the coach
When I show you how to do this

Cuz you don't know how to do this
I'm the real God I'm the truest
You a fake me you a buddhist
You a lame kid we the coolest
I don't cover shit like a nudist

And that's what the fuck he said bitch that's what the fuck he alleged

I'm with Raw Spitter but you better watch what you said we'll push you off the ledge

Yes push yo shit back hoe just get back

Over yo head make you hoes fucking retract

Shrink that

Quick when you blink that

I'm so cold

Let me get my fucking mink jack

Brinx that truck for the bucks

Then I wink back

Draco The God

And Raw Spitter