DRAYMOND

Its hot in here

I stomp a mufucka out like Draymond
Out here thrownin hands at my day job
In the club tipsy like J kwon
I ain't never had no lane I had to make one
This my own shit fuck a type beat
Lil Algorithm can't do it like me
White tee shirt blue jeans and some Nikes
On the yellow bus with Mistah FAB getting hyphy
I could do this all day shout out Mikey
But I wouldn't be shit without wifey
I'm just blessed man these young hoes trifling
That's the reason I don't really be on IG
Tell your girl to step the fuck back kindly
I'm too friendly how can she not like me
I just need like 9 feet I need my peace
I won't text a bitch back so don't write me
Really tryna get it on my own no nepotizin'
I need fat pockets baby no exercising
I won't do your fuckin show if you don't let the guys in
Either way we backstage drinking hefeweizen
I'll let my dick hang if I want to
I'll let the ARs bang if i want to
I'll blow a pound with the gang if i want to
I might go back to sipping
I might go back to sipping lean if I want to
I might sing Jolene if I want to
Give her 3 hours of peen if I want to
But only if she say she want to
She said I remind her of Lil Dicky
Except I walk around with a lot of dick with me
Making faces when she hit the drank this ain't pink Whitney
Babe this Actavis this is not time to get picky
Everything I want I have to get no diddy
Get more love in o-town than my own city
Lost some day ones cause they ain't wanna grow with me
I'm at the crossroads got a lil Bone in me
Alright I need a hard 30 i gotta meditate
I can feel the energy in the room and it's hella fake
I know some real hippies no Shanin Blake
Why the fuck you spend your trust fund on some macrame
Silly
Its all love I'm just shit talkin
Too many mushrooms baby stick to shitake
Graduated from the hooptie to the big body
Used to run around with them sticks playin street hockey
Big vibes baby hitachi
Spent his life savings on a Rollie now he wristwatching
He was on YouTube and Vine now he TikTokin
Content never took off man out here Shipt shopping
I stomp a mufucka out like Draymond
Out here thrownin hands at my day job
In the club tipsy like J kwon
I ain't never had no lane I had to make one
This my own shit fuck a type beat
Lil Algorithm can't do it like me
White tee shirt blue jeans and some Nikes
On the yellow bus with Mistah FAB getting hyphy



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