Last Dragon 2

Album cover art for "Last Dragon 2" by ShittyBoyz

ShittyBoyz - Rap, Midwest Rap

Last Dragon 2

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Duration: 3:24

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Lyrics

[Intro] (Jxckk just want a drink) [Verse 1: TrDee] Put that bullshit out, this is za' only I got chicken, I got cheese like some macaroni Me and Stan got the same Glock, Zach and Cody Don't care 'bout what you used to do, bro, you gon' have to show me I just got to LAX, droptop weather Talkin' 'bout you from the city, you from Rochester Me and money go together, feel like salt and pepper Why you be talkin' like a demon? You is not a stepper Why niggas hatin'? I don't know, you can ask Siri Catch me in the mall, can't take no pictures, too much bags with me "Still fuckin' on them young hoes, oh, you Josh Giddey?" I think that she know I'm takin' off, she tryna ride with me You better not say I'm offbeat, I get you offed, bro Pull up on us, we got what you need, feel like Costco Tell your mans to duck it 'fore we hit him in his taco Baby, if you love me, open up a Wells Fargo [Verse 2: StanWill] Aim it at his top and get his noodles baked Ballin' now, remember all them two a days Walkin' out the bank, I got the bluest pape Niggas think I went and shot my watch the way I blew the face Every time I see the red and blue, I race Doggy category fiction, everything he doin' fake When we get that lo', I bet his spot look like a shooting range I just heard your baby in the station doin' Q&As Doggybone a rat, he finna tell it all Tryna make it hit while unc' and them, they tryna sell it all She gon' rip my collar off, your bitch done met a dog You know you can't play with gang and them, these niggas better pause Hm, matter fact, they better stop Think we meetin' up to fight, lil' brodie met a Glock Wanted to meet a rapper, your bitch met a cock On that type of time around this bitch, you niggas better watch [Verse 3: BabyTron] On stage, finna rock out, Metallica They bang our shit from Australia to Canada You the type to say you MIA, really in Panama You the type to turn fatigue off, ain't got no stamina A verse from me cost sixteen pints Boy, that's sixteen sixteens, you sip lean, right? You can bet the triple-double and a win on me We'll hit the corner, put this bitch in park and get on feet You the type to tag Nike on a pair of white Lows Ain't no za 'cause the snowman, these ice 'bows Every time we slide down, the boys' blinds closed Every time we slide down, them boys' lights off Yeah, we see that driveway empty, still gon' find y'all Plain Richard Mille representin' all the time lost R.I.P. my granny, got right to it, I ain't cried, dog B-A-B-Y Tron, I'm cleaner than some Lysol [Outro] ShittyBoyz Dog Shit Militia Long live $cam, you know? (Jxckk just want a drink)

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Credits

Writers
  • BabyTron
  • StanWill
  • TrDee