Draco

Chilling in a bando
Riding in a lambo
Hit em thru the peep hole
Draco
Now I'm on the low low
Runnin from the popo
Oh no

Oh well
Said I wouldn't make it
But I'm doin pretty well
Said you really hate it
But you listen I can tell
Tracks so hot
Like I pulled them outta hell
All I do is win
And you gon take another L
Ahh ahh you gon take another

Why you movin slow doe
Weirdo
Fr doe
We set trends and you follow
Hit em with a hollow
Thru the peep hole
Like shoot thru the door
Get on the floor
Bullets start to pore

Wow
I gotta flow
No stopping at a red light
Yeah all I do is go
Bro
I was on the low
They couldn't find me
Like where tf I go

Yeah I come from vandy
I know you don't understand me
And she call my daddy
But she ain't the daughter of me
Too much Benjamin's inside my jeans
Yeah im talking cheese
But metaphorically
Don't want double D's
Just 30 G's
To feed my momma and the team
All these cream got us looking clean
Ya you talking wack
Still looking like a feen
Bring it back
Yeah I'm feelin mean
Like
Like

Why tf you slow doe
Weirdo
Fr doe
We set trends and you follow
Hit em with a hollow
Chilling in a bando
Riding in a lambo
Hit em thru the peep hole

BANG

Started taking aim
Boy I'll wash you down the drain
I'm insane I'm insane I'm insane
Ahhh I'm insane

Like I need to take a pill
To not be ill
I spit so much you gon think I'm sick Fr
They want me to sign a deal
Like like

I'm chilling in a bando
Riding in a lambo
Hit em' thru the peep whole
With my draco
Now I'm on the low low
Running from the po po
Oh no

Said I wouldn't make it
But I'm doing pretty well
Said you really hate it
But you listen I can tell
Tracks so hot
Like I pulled them outta hell
All I do is win
And you gon take another L
Ahh ahh you gon take another L

I'm a get a fucking mill
And get my own fucking house
That's posted in the hills
Give a fuck about the bills
Cuz I'm rich and got a closet full of drills

BANG



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Writer(s): Tha Marsh
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