D-R-A-C-O! lyrics

D-R-A-C-O!
Take em off the list, lets get in that mode
M-A-C-H-O!
Give a f*ck n*gga throw bands at a ho
C-A-R-G-O!
Moving that pack, got the gas on the low
N-I-T-R-O!
Whipping that lamb, got the pedal on the flo'

b*tch I'm on go mode (wassup)
Yeah my wrist is ice cold like I'm Frozone (I just wanna drank)
Smokin that gas it sent me thru the ozone
Can't f*ck wit these b*tches, sum dumb hoes
I got ya b*tch in my crib yuh she been chose
She feelin me, she want a photo
MIA, I don't do good with photos
Skrrt off in the whip it got 4 doors

H-hittin this wood now I got jet-lag
Got a fine ass b*tch with a whole lotta ass
Say u get hats nah n*gga that's cap
n*ggas talk tough, you ain't really like tht
No I do not want a feature, yo sh*t trash
If you want a feature, then throw mе the bag
I get the monеy like b*tch I ain't goin out sad
B-b-b*tch I ain't goin out sad
Pu- push it, push it
Lame ass b*tch, keep ya mouth ion want it
Fit too crisp and my neck cost a hunnid
Can't ball like me, too far out ya budget
B-b*tch im poppin them tags
Spendin that bread ima get it right back
Spend the money like me and you goin broke fast
Spend the money like me and you goin broke fast

G-got no bands, that's tuff
n*ggas down bad, went broke in a month
Yeen got no pape, that's real life rough
b*tch I'm too tuff, turn a young n*gga up
n*ggas ain't dumb, I see thru him he a b*tch
Can't take this sh*t, ima give a n*gga stitches
If a n*gga keep talking sh*t I should hit em wit the 556
Wit a hollowed out tip
P-pop a n*gga wig

D-R-A-C-O!
Take em off that list, lets get in that mode
M-A-C-H-O!
Give a f*ck n*gga throw bands at a ho
C-A-R-G-O!
Moving that pack, got the gas on the low
N-I-T-R-O!
Whipping that lamb, got the pedal on the flo'