Drape - The Hawk Lyrics

If you knew what I was sayin
You would know that young Vegeta goin' super saiyan
You would know that young King ain't with all the playin
Beautiful queens be like, damn, I came to start mayhem
I came to talk trash
College grad f*ck a class
Overseas stakin' cash
Cause I'm from Ohio and I feel like Bow Wow
Tokyo Drift, digital dash
Black Jag movin' fast
Speedin' tryin' not to crash
First place, you in last
My car move like my (dash/dad)
Leave you in the dust quick
But let's stay up out the past
Nowadays I'm in my bag
I be tryin' not to laugh
At these haters lookin' mad
At these haters lookin' sad
Cause I came from the bottom
Shinin' like I'm Enzone Cincinnati Chad
Movin' round just like a nomad
Like I'm a frog on a lily pad
I shoulda been an Olympian
Golden Maverick in the barn
But you know Drape ain't no Harrison
So you can stop the comparisons
I be goin' barbarian
Why yall goin' vegetarian?
Go harder at the start
Go harder at the very end
I'm tryna push a coupe with Deeva
We be yachtin' in Ibiza
I was chillin' in the Ukraine
Back when I was 22, mane
Drape Dreeze what it do mane
Never schemin' on the boy
Too fast for finesse
Get lost, I'm a vet
I got my foot on they neck
Light skin, lil' sweets
Big ass, big breasts
Wanna kick it with the kings
Wayne Gretz in the flesh
Falsetto when she sing
High notes during sex
Had Balenciaga dreams
Money, power, respect
Countin' up the f*ckin' checks
At the same place I rest
Protect yourself at all times
Black bulletproof vest
Maxin' and relaxin
In the shade we some cool cats
Mark Jackson range
We got game
They like, who dat?
Do it all day
She like, bae, can you relax
Feelin' like clay
In the bay
With the three straps
Beat you like Dre
Then ask, yeah
Where the weed at?
At least what I say
For them niggas that don't speak that
Walk with my chest up
Blessed up, yeah
You done messed up
12 shall arrest us
If I wreck up on the Tesla
Yeah, you get the message
Eyes read it to you like I'm Rev Run
I can spot a setup
I can spot you niggas from the Chevron
Yeah, I see you jealous
And you movin' kinda overzealous
But work, work, don't stop, bitch
Leveled up from not shit to ain't shit
Ayy, bae, Hurricane Chris
Doors open when I lane switch
Either drip or drown, candy paint, kit
Middle name or the alias
If you watch, nope, I'm the alien
And my wife the only one I'm takin' in
Yeah