Rap Dragon

I got all kinda names nigga Bitch ima star I'm what they been missing Meghan the stallion I'm hot in the kitchen I got a lil bag And switched up the swag Costume designer and luie the bag I dropped a freestyle Now niggas is mad You can not compete Boy yo mixtape is trash Oh and here's the tea Nun of these niggas are better than me I got the drip, making it bounce They do not live what they talking about They do anything for clout (Clout) Get all that dick out yo mouth (Bhaw) Came in the game with my foot on they neck Tell promoters to run me my check Dropped "fake it to make it" ain't finished em' yet A lot of wack rappers I didn't forget I murder the booth I might catch me a charge Hannable lecture I'm playing the part Eat a wack rapper, want blood on the beat? You dropped you new music it put me to sleep Keep some designer fresh forces on my feet I gained a lil weight, I told you I eat Want big boy meals, can keep the lil snack I snap on a beat, my verses is packed No Facebook gangsta no twitter intact You sending them shot and I'm sending em back No Facebook gangsta no twitter intact You sending them shots and I'm sending em' back As I lay me down to sleep I pray to the lord my soul to keep If I should die before I wake I pray to the lord my soul to take Uuuh I am the rap dragon And this is my passion Kept pushing my pen Promoting my music while niggas was laughing As I lay me down to sleep I pray to the lord my soul to keep If I should die before I wake I pray to the lord my soul to take Uuuh I am the rap dragon And this is my passion Kept pushing my pen Promoting my music while niggas was laughing