Def myself man, that
Drag-On, act on with the team, its gon be a sad song X will bring the day and the Cause we get it right, hit it right, get it right, it right
Moves is made, niggas is paid, that's how it is When my time is up I'ma be out but I'ma try to I'm eatin day by day, aint nothin sweet it Act like you don't know what I'm then you read about it
Built for war a armadillo Smother yo' ass with too a pillow Hear my shit is depressive and my head hurts
Since theres a dead thirst I'll wet Now wait a minute it worse I can't control I own inside So I take it out on the soul of that kid that
Spit fire, niggas like barbecues Mobbin crews, niggas, robbincrews And put him speechless, I made him eat this tip and you can follow grip
You be like Kim and aint gon swallow Don't know the half, know the math To understand the wrath of a man split in But he got what he wanted, shot for three
Shit is tight and a nigga that's gots to run it no question, that's how I get down Niggas know gimme yo' dough and yo' hoe, and here take fo' Hot things I got things that make niggas
Put niggas in the wind, where you never see niggas Bless a nigga with the thin types And a straight blast that'll put pinstripes across windpipe
Drag-On, act on Messin the team, its gon be a sad song X will bring the day and the Cause we get it right, hit it right, get it right, spit it
Drag-On, act on Messin the team, its gon be a sad song X bring the day and the night Cause we get it right, hit it right, get it right, spit it
Drag opposite more than a spot order My flows cause fire then holes Takes more than a pump to out this punk 'less that pump is a twelve, and I get popped, still I burn to
Call the police and they don't seize And put in they mouth, and catch freeze, tell em throw Drag some Don't care how oyeas I gotta make believe If you nervous, you don't deserve it poppi
Cats stealin gats y'all will get hit Well I'm the future let's see copy this, stopping this Since a tiny kid like, buy me this Since she told me no, started stealin on some grimy shit
Like look at that, now look at that slide it in my bag I'm who, parents point they fingers at, Get from hoodrat And put it back, fuck tough, while cook crack I'm cocaine, throw me in the pot, I to the top
With your 5.0, go 'head, ma, I got four more pegs Stil put them holes in yo' head, til mushy like dough bread Cause vest only protects that chest And if I to get ice, don't get to fascinated
Or it's my bullet, your brain, mashed Double R got me comin on you haters Cause we the streets and y'all belong beneath that
Drag-On, act on Messin with the team, its gon be a sad X bring the day and the night Cause we get it right, hit it right, get it right, spit it
Drag-On, act on with the team, its gon be a sad song X will the day and the night Cause we get it right, hit it right, get it right, spit it