Og Pe$odrako - Real Field Lyrics

Og Pe$oDrako nigga
Real live Triple D shit
Shout out to OakCliff, Groveside
North, South, East, West Dallas
Texas Trill shit-Nigga let get it!

It might be a risk but ima take it
Nigga throw a pack like I'm Peyton (Whheew!)
Or maybe Brady but a nigga not a Patriot
12 ask me bout crime I aint say shit (Who?)
Unruly blowing reefer in a vacant
Mama disappointed couldn't take it (Bad!)
I aint famous but I made it from the basement
Tryna get my paper stacked skyscraper (Racks!)
Situation narcotic facilitating
Medication, Diesel got me mediating (Facts)
Steady blazin, window for da ventilation
I just caught play at the Shell's station (Gas)
Bitch I'm talking gas - 93 in bag
This that Og Gas - lay you on ya ass (Pack)
Aint no cap bitch - we on this trap shit
Pe$oDrako vacuum seal when he wrap it (Trap Trap)
Fast as FedEx with a package
F*ck, she gone, lettuce we got cabbage (Yeasir)
Move pack like UPS, serve it on the net
She say her sex the best but I jus want the neck (Oooo)
Might flex with tech - if its bout disrespect
Yo hoe please me on knees got leash like a pet (Ooo)
She like it when I'm rough - she say it make her wet
Bitch I'm Hulk Hogan - rip my shirt and flex (Flex hoe)
If you give me top -show me titties hoe
Bitch I got the block on lock like a figure four (Jug)
They cross ya like D.Rose - I ball like final fo
Kicked out - denied me head- bald headed hoe (Bitch)