D R A C O lyrics

[Intro]
Ah-hah-hah-hah-hah-hah-hah-hah-hah-hah-hah-hah
A-A-Astro Got It Runnin'

[Chorus]
They said you sound like such and such, you goofy b*tch
He ain't the only n*gga in this b*tch that's making movies, b*tch
This is DC Dahmer, Mr-Turn-Her-To-A-Groupie-b*tch
n*ggas on my di*k when we come steppin' get to moving, b*tch
You n*ggas talk to much and I be muting, b*tch
I cut my last hoe off 'cause she kept acting like a bougie b*tch
D R A C f*cking O, my n*ggas get to shooting sh*t
Mayhem G [?] we don't f*ck with computers, b*tch

[Verse]
D R A C f*cking O, my n*ggas still abusing sh*t
East Side Miltown 414, big OTL recruiting sh*t
Aye, click-clack, big bang, n*ggas serving propane
Feeling like riff raff, big chains, and it still mismatch, big bank, b*tch
Hold on, aye, bro, these n*ggas so suspicious
Like, how he put up 30 shots and that lil n*gga still ain't missing
Cause I been balling like a Piston, hold on, perky's got me trippin'
Like who dat is acting real, b*tch, I'm up like Scottie Pippen
Jumping out that whip, trap sh*t, I just f*cked up Sacks Fifth
Call me DC Brad, b*tch, I got my chopper right next to my Bible
My b*tch say, "You always acting so entitled."
I don't give a f*ck, I live in denial
Said I like your swag, thinks I got style
In a brand new Ghost. b*tches like "wow"
Put the chrome on a b*tch, now I'm taking your heart
Hold up, b*tch, get sparked
Me and my n*ggas pull up in the dark
In that big body b*tch I don't know where to park
I don't know where to park, how many opps
I don't know where to start
This b*tch finna start at the push of a button
I'm in a space coupe not a regular car
DC gargantuan, I live on Saturn, just picked up Addison
I'm averaging like 50 Madison's
She multi fasting it
Purple dragons, I still smoke the fattest my car still the fastest
Don't go hectic, we roll round in traffic, we make that sh*t tragic
f*ck you talking 'bout, lil Daij is still a motherf*cking savage
And I'm established, f*ck 'round made it happen
Just boost up my status, I'm esatic, heard he smoked Teezo
A motherf*cking addict, fantastic, that b*tch in the attic
Big drums get it crackin', call it Naddix
Make another tape and tell him, "It's a classic"
Boom, boom, boom!
How's my brand new Patek? Just copped, thanks for askin'
It ain't plastic, I just rolled a blunt and I ain't finna pass it
This a [?] get yo feelings hurt, now go lay in yo casket
I can't have it, thought you loved me though
Nah, b*tch, I'm just sarcastic
She get passed, just hit from the back, nah b*tch this sh*t ain't that
Just relax, after I tap, tap, tap, you gotta get out of my trap, facts
Shawty you know how it goes, we throwing up 4's and pouring up 4's
b*tch don't be depressing bro
Go kill yourself right by my suicide doors
[Chorus]
They said you sound like such and such, you goofy b*tch
He ain't the only n*gga in this b*tch that's making movies, b*tch
This is DC Dahmer, Mr-Turn-Her-To-A-Groupie-b*tch
n*ggas on my di*k when we come steppin' get to moving, b*tch
You n*ggas talk to much and I be muting, b*tch
I cut my last hoe off 'cause she kept acting like a bougie b*tch
D R A C f*cking O, my n*ggas get to shooting sh*t
Mayhem G [?] we don't f*ck with computers, b*tch