Uh huh, and I'm off this Drank
F*ck you mean
Dramxtics
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
They wanna steal my swag, yeah
They ain't got no f*ckin' cash
I be with Verts, we're wearin' all black
Brodie hop out, he wearin' a mask
Big ass stick, you know how it go
Voorhees here through the highs and lows
Bitch, I'm not green, can't cuff this hoe
You want smoke, we let it blow
Huh, Yeah, everybody tender, but they ain't got money
When I pull up, my diamond be sunny
F*ck this bitch, put dick in her tummy
They wanna hate, we send bout a hundred
Bitch, you broke, we know you bummy
Where you been? I been countin' my hunnids
Check up, flex up, I'ma hold my wrist up
I f*ck with two sisters
I'ma put dick right up in her system
When I get done, you go and kiss her
We gon' blow up, take off like a missile
Me and the gang, you know we don't miss em
Me and the gang, we catch em' we spin em
I know they mad, I ain't been broke in a minute
You think that I'm YSL I get them digits
I make one call, they spinnin' like fidget
You get no money, I'm calling you midget
I stand up tall, you know that I'm with it
I pop the Percocet, baby, let's get it
I f*ck with Glocks, I don't f*ck with no Smitty
Take me a trip and I ride through the city
I'm on my Bourbon Street, she shakin' them titties
Go by Dramatics, I'm off of that drank
All in the widebody look like a tank
I had to separate real from the fake
They want some smoke, so I'm pickin' your fate
I'ma lay back, kickback, smoke an 8th
Crazy as hell, you lie to my face