Draco

Lyrics

[Intro] Nine shots in the Ruger I step on any fuckin' court, they like watch the shooter [Verse 1] I'm in the streets duckin' the law, they tellin' me stay focused All on my dick, they smile in my face but want me to lose they stay hopin' Niggas don't comment just they throw salt on my name when they scrollin' Ran threw them bitchs they open, she in the crib but her legs open See them niggas mad, but they never say nothin' I get a bag I know they hate somethin' Bitches is trash so I never chase them See them in person and they always [?], I do the dash I'm racin' Came for the cash, san't post on the Ave, they know that I'm mad impatient They wanna brag, I sit back and laugh, I got off my ass they waitin' Word to my mother we started this, duece in the booth so we brought it in Pray that we get him, shots I'ma send 'em if we do not him They targeted, know they pray on my downfall, they in love with them bitches But we fuck 'em good so they come around more [Chorus] I'ma keep ballin' on niggas, ain't no way I'm stopping I shot till game over All of this money coming I'm coming across, swearin' I can not stay sober We get cash, peso, shoot up the town, and stay low Let off a round, Draco, them niggas mad but, they know I'ma keep ballin' on niggas, ain't no way I'm stopping I shot till game over All of this money coming I'm coming across, swearin' I can not stay sober We get cash, peso, shoot up the town, and stay low Let off a round, Draco, them niggas mad but, they know [Verse 2] Had to get back in my element, feel like I got back in my zone now I do not care bout the extra shit, once I hit I be like leave me alone now Fuckin' on his bitch, if she don't belong to me, get it on camera to phone out If you see them in Bally's with gang, nine times outta ten them bitches got flown out Shit I got my funds up, these niggas babies I pray they go pick a gun up Don't make me the reason you gotta eat food through a straw, can't pick your son The niggas the run-up you will get bun up, spot him then he gettin' bum-rushed Strippers they love us fillin' the cup up, shake it while she pickin' ones up Lookin' for smoke, yea I'm wit it I'm giving it out like I work in a weed shop Pull up to the show we like twenty or better, we snuck in this bitch with like three chops Got rid of my old bitch, when I'm on the phone doing business she stay try to eavesdrop If she fuckin' I get her some red bottoms, if ain't imma put her in Reebok Told me my shit the heat rock, I got the streets locked, shoot him, and hope his heartbeat stop Still on them east blocks, makin' the street hot, ain't hittin', if she ain't giving me top Know they want me shot, they know that I keep Glocks, might have to shoot up your G ride They know how we flock, they still didn't get back, that shit happened to them like three times [Chorus] I'ma keep ballin' on niggas, ain't no way I'm stopping I shot till game over All of this money coming I'm coming across, swearin' I can not stay sober We get cash, peso, shoot up the town, and stay low Let off a round, Draco, them niggas mad but, they know I'ma keep ballin' on niggas, ain't no way I'm stopping I shot till game over All of this money coming I'm coming across, swearin' I can not stay sober We get cash, peso, shoot up the town, and stay low Let off a round, Draco, them niggas mad but, they know