Dari
Lirik
[Verse 1]
I got the Draco with some micro
Leave yellow tape and white chalk, like I'm light show
I'ma pull the strings, I hope you can tightrope
Put the whole hood in the morgue, it's a ice show
I'm feelin' like Don Cornelius with his .50
Shootouts in broad day, I ain't shy with this Glizzy
I'ma get rich or die tryin', ****, like I'm fifty
Hope you ready to die, ****, like you Biggie
I'm servin' that white girl, ****, Iggy
I got on two chains like I'm Titty
I got some Bobby and I'm servin' Whitney
Bitch, I'm a bad boy like I'm Diddy
I'm tryna have a menage with Nicki
I cannot fuck on that bitch 'cause I'm picky
These **** be ratting, they mouses, they Mickey
These rap **** lyin', we runnin' the city
[Verse 2]
I got boof from the DC to the A, like I'm Peewee
I really keep that white, like I'm DC
I'm in Southeast where Q is the PG
These rappers be whiners, they BB and CC
I'ma creep in all black, they think I'm too easy
Bitch, I'm a block burner like I'm Weezy
I done got rich but I dropped out like I'm Yeezy
I'm the snowman, now they callin' me Jeezy
You know I bang, bang like I'm Chief Keef
I'm servin' some boat but it's not Lil Yachty
.44 long nose on me, call Scotty
How you a homicide boy with no bodies
I tote the stick and it kick like karate
You little dudes don't really want war with nobody
You rappers ain't goons, these **** is coons
Sweeper streeper the broom, ****, see you soon
[Verse 3]
I got the Draco with some micro
Leave yellow tape and white chalk, like I'm light show
I'ma pull the strings, I hope you can tightrope
Put the whole hood in the morgue, it's a ice show
I'm feelin' like Don Cornelius with his .50
Shootouts in broad day, I ain't shy with this Glizzy
I'ma get rich or die tryin', ****, like I'm fifty
Hope you ready to die, ****, like you Biggie
I'm servin' that white girl, ****, Iggy
I got on two chains like I'm Titty
I got some Bobby and I'm servin' Whitney
Bitch, I'm a bad boy like I'm Diddy
I'm tryna have a menage with Nicki
I cannot fuck on that bitch 'cause I'm picky
These **** be ratting, they mouses, they Mickey
These rap **** lyin', we runnin' the city
[Verse 4]
These rap **** weird and they really scared
Wherever I catch you I'ma leave you right there
I'm on the Southside everywhere
I never seen 'em outside anywhere
Fuck 'em, fuck 'em, fuck 'em, fuck 'em like I'm Maco
These **** some Soulja Boys with them Dracos
Catch you at the show with them chains on
We gon' do you like Don O did Quavo
Bitch I'm the little guy, he gon' take off
They from the suburbs and I'm from the ghetto boy
I got the stick and a drum, heavy metal, boy
Thinkin' I'm Scarface with these Geto Boys
These **** track stars, they need medals on 'em
These **** dick riders, put stilettos on 'em
They know we pull up with them sticks and let 'em hit
I ain't never heard of these **** doin' shit
[Verse 5]
I got the Draco with some micro
Leave yellow tape and white chalk, like I'm light show
I'ma pull the strings, I hope you can tightrope
Put the whole hood in the morgue, it's a ice show
I'm feelin' like Don Cornelius with his .50
Shootouts in broad day, I ain't shy with this Glizzy
I'ma get rich or die tryin', ****, like I'm fifty
Hope you ready to die, ****, like you Biggie
I'm servin' that white girl, ****, Iggy
I got on two chains like I'm Titty
I got some Bobby and I'm servin' Whitney
Bitch, I'm a bad boy like I'm Diddy
I'm tryna have a menage with Nicki
I cannot fuck on that bitch 'cause I'm picky
These **** be ratting, they mouses, they Mickey
These rap **** lyin', we runnin' the city
