Draymond Green

Lyrics

[Intro] (Enrgy made this one) [Verse 1: YSR Gramz] My young niggas ready to turn a fuck nigga to rapper weed I ain't tryna hear a nigga rap, he gon' cap to me He ain't even my motherfuckin' son, they tryna act like me I got a bunch of niggas OT tryna rap like me [Verse 2: Babyfxce E] They tryna copy everything I do, they tryna act like E You better come pape' in hand, bitch, I don't rap for free I gotta watch my head, got drunk as hell and almost cracked a freak On the Eastside with my D niggas gettin' Scats for cheap [Verse 3: YSR Gramz] You know I'm finna let this bitch blow if I rack my heat You know I live a bag life, that's why I rap with Tee A nigga make a rap song 'bout me, I'm snatchin' out his teeth He heard a Beecher nigga fucked his bitch, he smackin' on his freak I'll blow a nigga's shit out like I'm Draymond Green You and your niggas ain't never won shit, you on an ass team This weed I put up in this Backwood smell like bad feet Driveway just hit for twenty bands, that was last week [Verse 4: Babyfxce E] And my other niggas came back with a thirty, so that's fifty total Me and Gramz cookin' in the stu', we got the kitchen open We let you lil' niggas have a run, now the kitchen closed Be serious, he ain't really gon' blow that heat, he got a pistol holster On MLK, walkin' to the store, I got my pistol showin' This RTA, you can't afford this shit, I'm havin' different motion My lil' nigga couldn't aim the Drac', I had to lift it for him I just got off the phone with the labels, they had a thick proposal [Verse 5: YSR Gramz] Crash dummy-ass lil' nigga, I got a lick to show you Long live my nigga Skino, I'ma get rich for you They ain't tryna let us in the club, we got sticks on us Was fucked up, started shit talkin', then got rich on 'em He talkin' 'bout he don't fuck with gang, up blick on him Fresh as hell with my Bapes on, not Rick Owens I'm a Sak Runner, I'll shit on your big homie Lil'-ass bag, he only got like a zip on him [Verse 6: Babyfxce E] Nigga, how you tryna make some pros off a zip? Flint bitches easy, you can get some hoes off a fifth 40 bullets built like Peezy, catch an opp dozin' off the Trish Catch a nigga clockin' into work and blow him off the shift Nigga, I'ma act how I wanna act, I don't care who like me I bought a Glock for a reason, nigga, who fightin'? Man, that nigga hate my music, but his boo like me Leave him on the ground, his back in blood like he Pooh Shiesty [Outro] Nigga It's with an X, nigga Fxce