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draco draco

frank ocean

psykotic

Victory Lap

Addicted

how i made that. (prod.yxngkenay + bleed)

prod. 1jowisen


Throwin up racks ain’t hurt nobody
Gimme a milly or better, I got it
Fuck is the question? I want it, I got it
I want it all—take your hand out your pocket
Swingin’ this stick and I dare him to block it
I want a car key and a wallet
I don’t even talk, just roll off Molly
Micro Drac, bitch, stingin’ like Ali
I’m goin’ up, I don’t think they can top it
Slidin’ with Drac, I’m the face of the topic
Time to race at the end, now you watch
I walk out in Saint Laurent
I got opps, they in the blunt
Bad-ass hoes, they one of one (2x)

It’s alright, I’m takin’ guns
Fye that gun and make him run
And that X19, I need me one
Bad-ass hoe, come eat it up
That lil’ hoe gon’ charge a fee to suck
Black the truck, my feet is up
And I got my heater tucked

Hold on, why you speedin’ up?
Dumbass hoe think we in love
I don’t know what it mean to love
Grab a rag and clean it up
You got what I’m dreamin’ of
I’m just tryna beat it up
I don’t think I see enough
I just wanna see in her
I just wanna see her love

Throwin up racks ain’t hurt nobody
Gimme a milly or better, I got it
Fuck is the question? I want it, I got it
I want it all—take your hand out your pocket
Swingin’ this stick and I dare him to block it
I want a car key and a wallet
I don’t even talk, just roll off Molly
Micro Drac, bitch, stingin’ like Ali
I’m goin’ up, I don’t think they can top it
Slidin’ with Drac, I’m the face of the topic
Time to race at the end, now you watch
I walk out in Saint Laurent
I got opps, they in the blunt
Bad-ass hoes, they one of one (2x)

saint Laurent

SMS prod.Hexcan

prod. 1k.sage

Yea, Ian gon’ hold, we ain’t seen nobody.

We was in the backseat rollin’ off molly.
When the trap get low, I’ll take somebody.

Askin’ for X in the back and I got it.
I got a gun, I look in the eye when I shot it.
Check on your son—heard he been walkin’ without it.

This not for fun, I really been growin’ exotic.
Knowin’ he out with his momma, I shot it.

Pass me the X and the stick and I got it.
Flash on the stick, this bitch off when I shot it.
I let it sing—this bitch blow like a rocket.
So many shots, this bitch jam when I cock it.

They let it sang, I just say when to stop it.
I’m used to kickin’ that door when they lock it.

I went Margiela, Margiela my wallet.
It’s somethin’ I’d rather be killed than be honest.

I’m in the field but I ball like Giannis.
Maison Margiela all white like bunnies.

Thick ho’ brown skin, cute like Connie.
We ain’t gotta talk—make ’em fight like Gandhi.

Backdoor who? Kill a ho’ Ted Bundy.
Thousand-dollar shoes, n***a wear ’em like Marni.

Pass me the deuce, now I’m sippin’ on Barney.
Ion gotta talk ’cause I’m rockin’ Ed Hardy.

Y’all havin’ fun? Gotta shoot up the party.
She givin’ brain—man, that ho’ was a smarty.

I got some stripes in this shit like I’m Marty.
This ho’ be drinkin’ my piss like she Jane.

We off the X, got her goin’ insane.
Play for the West and I’m never gon’ change.
They wanna talk—better shoot with some aim.

Diamond the bracelet, I don’t want a chain.
We got the sticks, better stay in yo’ lane.

Takin’ this ho’ and I beat her like Bane.
I been controllin’ the stick like a crane.

Ion got no car—wanna spin, take the train.
I ain’t The Carter, I’m rappin’ like Wayne.

I need the X, I’m a moth to a flame.
I take a Xan, got me high on the plane.

I am a stepper, got boots in the rain.
I got a beam, this bitch boostin’ my aim.

Get off your ass and go get you a stain.
I just been smokin’ on Mary & Jane.

I gotta eat, I just tatted my veins.
Tatted my name—man, this ho’ was a shame.

Fucked the same ho’, but we never the same.
Binary sticks—man, this shit not a game.

tatted my veins

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