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(Drag-on)
Ugh (Come on, uh)
Uh-huh (Flame on, uh, on, uh)
(Flame on, uh, come on, uh)
Yo, yo (uh, uh)

Let's talk who I am
Blond bee, find me in the hood with my
Love y'all, hate the of y'all that I can see through
Above that, I can't feel nothin' unless lethal
Testin' your moves, that, make your position fetal, uh

I wanna about Dog nigga, L-O-X, Eve, and me
Now that's the hottest in the streets
Our beats is
up with holes in the shit
Double R roll
And nothin' sweet but Drag-Eve tracks
Honey
Burn it 'til its been around now how the that sound

Yo talk about
Platinum plaques, hangin' on my
See me decorated, the one
'em say it, see me celebrate it
I pop when it's necessary, not for nothin'
I use clips for big beefs
See me bustin', plow!

I wanna talk about bitches I
I'm a dog so I can't no bitch that hounds
I far from a
If I'm not knocking them down, Drag's not around
So I'm not one to by either one of you dames
If y'all catch with a mane, trust me
She got my last
the hook, uh

Now Drag-on show ya niggas how we lock this shit

Now Eve gonna show y'all niggas how we rock hits
(Eve)
Now we gonna show y'all niggas how we pop Cris
Drag (Eve) (Eve) on (Eve)

Now Drag-on will show ya niggas how we lock shit

Now Eve gonna show y'all niggas how we these hits
(Eve)
Now we gonna show y'all niggas how we pop Cris
Drag (Eve) (Eve) on (Eve)

Let's talk about little dick
Always bout what you got
be finger-popped
Dick probably the size of a stuffed with rocks
Fuck the cop nigga, go shoot pool, plot
You make me cum, I might flood the block, wet on my

I wanna talk about guns niggas don't
Y'all need to see me if wanna see shells pop out
I make niggas say watch out, I got my glock out
Niggaz clock out, cause I run up in watch house
Snatch up all your out
Then your box out
Ya motherfuckers watch out

Yo, let's talk about ass bitches
on yourself, you ain't ready for the world mama
Beggin' every second hungry, life drama
Get your own
Why you these niggaz pussy hungry
you actin' triflin'
Layin' up, his money, uh

I wanna talk about or die
with I
Niggas fry like stripped bacon
I leave them
'em sizzlin'
Fuckin' with you might win
But they only got six shots a barrel that spin
And us our clip is
And hittin' all men

I talk about ryde or die
My dogs control
In any
niggas on your team
Five you replacing
Five used to gleam
niggas left with nathan
But their that we took
And now they back to it

I wanna about biting ass niggas
Let me see y'all niggas the flow
Go red-vest with the blow
Ya gonna hit the ground for sure
Nigga let me know if you more
If he you with a pound to choke, you know
Nigga die slow, till his eyes close
Then on the highway, I go
Man fuck the po-po, them niggas is moving slow mo, on
the hook, uh

Now Drag-on will show ya niggas how we lock shit

Now Eve gonna show y'all niggas how we rock hits
(Eve)
Now we show y'all niggas how we pop this Cris
(Eve) dash (Eve) on (Eve)

Now Drag-on will ya niggas how we lock this shit

Now Eve gonna show niggas how we rock these hits
(Eve)
Now we gonna show niggas how we pop this Cris
Drag (Eve) (Eve) on (Eve)