Intro
D Spots, bust knocks and call shots
No trap the door swing, shut down when it get hot
F*ck the cops on my block a 9 to 5 for probation
It aint gone come if you don't hustle
How you sitting out here waiting
You know what I mean, like, aint nobody gone give you niggas nothing man, sitting around waiting on food stamps and first of the month checks, go get it my nigga, hustle, hustle, hustle hustle Ya know
Verse 1
I had to get it out the mud sold drugs blunts by the cases
Down in Dallas stripper bitches get naked for dead white faces
Out in traffic through Irving, swerving
Big booty bitch hoped out this all black suburban
Im from Kansas city, she said you smoking cali Durban
Im a Mac lil mama they call me doughboy have you heard of him
Matter fact lets hook up make sure you bring your baddest friends
2 for 1 specials so I can get these dividends
Then its high heels, big wheels running paper routes
Gucci, Louie, Fendi, Prada draped up, dripped out
TV Johnny making my chain know what Im talking bout
I know they want me chalked out, but against all odds
Im still here for real don't know sometimes I thank God
Niggas be fraudulent, hoes hella petty
Diamondback ar pistol I stay ready
Now they all say Draco cuz we played with the Pap
I just spit what I really live you niggas can't rap
Bridge
You know what I mean, you niggas out here faking and shaking and shit
Lying biting, non writing ass niggas
You know we was the first niggas in killa city talking that Draco talk
You know what I mean, now what everybody gone go get them diamondback ar 15 pistols nigga
After this aint nomore free promotion
You niggas bout to start paying me for this shit my nigga
Ya know, I know y'all did think I was done
Verse 2
F*ck naw Im bout to go in, I just lost my best men
Life aint easy, rest well greasy plus now Sean in the pen
Wrote this at my auntie house thinking bout how we came up
My life a movie if you know me know I never changed up
They shot my Cadillac up, it had me all in a daze
Now I'm back on them suckers ass all in a rage
All in a days work just give it sometime
Thinking bout this dirty game gripping my 9
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Intro
D Spots, bust knocks and call shots
No trap the door swing, shut down when it get hot
F*ck the cops on my block a 9 to 5 for probation
It aint gone come if you don't hustle
How you sitting out here waiting
You know what I mean, like, aint nobody gone give you niggas nothing man, sitting around waiting on food stamps and first of the month checks, go get it my nigga, hustle, hustle, hustle hustle Ya know
Verse 1
I had to get it out the mud sold drugs blunts by the cases
Down in Dallas stripper bitches get naked for dead white faces
Out in traffic through Irving, swerving
Big booty bitch hoped out this all black suburban
Im from Kansas city, she said you smoking cali Durban
Im a Mac lil mama they call me doughboy have you heard of him
Matter fact lets hook up make sure you bring your baddest friends
2 for 1 specials so I can get these dividends
Then its high heels, big wheels running paper routes
Gucci, Louie, Fendi, Prada draped up, dripped out
TV Johnny making my chain know what Im talking bout
I know they want me chalked out, but against all odds
Im still here for real don't know sometimes I thank God
Niggas be fraudulent, hoes hella petty
Diamondback ar pistol I stay ready
Now they all say Draco cuz we played with the Pap
I just spit what I really live you niggas can't rap
Bridge
You know what I mean, you niggas out here faking and shaking and shit
Lying biting, non writing ass niggas
You know we was the first niggas in killa city talking that Draco talk
You know what I mean, now what everybody gone go get them diamondback ar 15 pistols nigga
After this aint nomore free promotion
You niggas bout to start paying me for this shit my nigga
Ya know, I know y'all did think I was done
Verse 2
F*ck naw Im bout to go in, I just lost my best men
Life aint easy, rest well greasy plus now Sean in the pen
Wrote this at my auntie house thinking bout how we came up
My life a movie if you know me know I never changed up
They shot my Cadillac up, it had me all in a daze
Now I'm back on them suckers ass all in a rage
All in a days work just give it sometime
Thinking bout this dirty game gripping my 9
D Spots, bust knocks and call shots
No trap the door swing, shut down when it get hot
F*ck the cops on my block a 9 to 5 for probation
It aint gone come if you don't hustle
How you sitting out here waiting
You know what I mean, like, aint nobody gone give you niggas nothing man, sitting around waiting on food stamps and first of the month checks, go get it my nigga, hustle, hustle, hustle hustle Ya know
Verse 1
I had to get it out the mud sold drugs blunts by the cases
Down in Dallas stripper bitches get naked for dead white faces
Out in traffic through Irving, swerving
Big booty bitch hoped out this all black suburban
Im from Kansas city, she said you smoking cali Durban
Im a Mac lil mama they call me doughboy have you heard of him
Matter fact lets hook up make sure you bring your baddest friends
2 for 1 specials so I can get these dividends
Then its high heels, big wheels running paper routes
Gucci, Louie, Fendi, Prada draped up, dripped out
TV Johnny making my chain know what Im talking bout
I know they want me chalked out, but against all odds
Im still here for real don't know sometimes I thank God
Niggas be fraudulent, hoes hella petty
Diamondback ar pistol I stay ready
Now they all say Draco cuz we played with the Pap
I just spit what I really live you niggas can't rap
Bridge
You know what I mean, you niggas out here faking and shaking and shit
Lying biting, non writing ass niggas
You know we was the first niggas in killa city talking that Draco talk
You know what I mean, now what everybody gone go get them diamondback ar 15 pistols nigga
After this aint nomore free promotion
You niggas bout to start paying me for this shit my nigga
Ya know, I know y'all did think I was done
Verse 2
F*ck naw Im bout to go in, I just lost my best men
Life aint easy, rest well greasy plus now Sean in the pen
Wrote this at my auntie house thinking bout how we came up
My life a movie if you know me know I never changed up
They shot my Cadillac up, it had me all in a daze
Now I'm back on them suckers ass all in a rage
All in a days work just give it sometime
Thinking bout this dirty game gripping my 9
Writer: JARRELL DEANDRE' CURNE
Copyright: Lyrics © Songtrust Ave
Copyright: Lyrics © Songtrust Ave