Draw Down lyrics

[Intro]
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Creep, rah

[Chorus]
I know how to go and get a motherf*ckin' check, no flex, ah
Flawless and VVs all over my neck, my chest, ayy
I'm a big dog, baby, motherf*ck a vet
I don't get sucked unless I'm having sex
Hoes know YSL the real as it get
No giraffe, but Thugger want nothin' but neck
Plus I'ma pull up drawin' down on all of 'em
I'ma pull up drawin' down on all of 'em
Pull up drawin' down on all of 'em (Quickdraw McGraw)
I'ma pull up drawin' down on all of 'em (Grrah, grrah)
n*gga, I'm gon' draw down with my gun
n*gga, you might be swept by my sword
pus*y n*gga, you's a rat and I'm Tom
Every given Sunday, I got falcons

[Verse 1]
Pull up with that K out of the coupe
I like my b*tch brown like a motherf*ckin' boot
I like that ass big like Shaq tennis shoes
And I, I want that wig, motherf*ck your hairdo
Control that ho, no voodoo
I be Thugger Liu Kang, Ryu
Damn I don't wan' hit it again, achoo
Make a n*gga go brazy, cuckoo
Drinkin' on that diesel like a pig
I don't talk to snitches, you can't tell me nothin'
I think I found my new favorite b*tch
I'm f*ckin' with Travis Scott, so you can't sell me nothin'
Tell me how you feel
I pull up and beat that pus*y like the pill
I go Dre Beats on a motherf*ckin' freak
I got white minks on my floor, I killed the sheep
I know you a freak yup, you the skeet meat
I'ma proceed to the T-O-P
I might ball Jerrika, ask her where the f*ck she started
When these b*tches play with her baby, she go retarded
I'm bitin', you barkin', please tell 'em
[Chorus]
I know how to go and get a motherf*ckin' check, no flex, ah
Flawless and VVs all over my neck, my chest, ayy
I'm a big dog, baby, motherf*ck a vet
I don't get sucked unless I'm having sex
Hoes know YSL the real as it get
No giraffe, but Thugger want nothin' but neck
Plus I'ma pull up drawin' down on all of 'em
I'ma pull up drawin' down on all of 'em
Pull up drawin' down on all of 'em (Quickdraw McGraw)
I'ma pull up drawin' down on all of 'em (Grrah, grrah)
n*gga, I'm gon' draw down with my gun
n*gga, you might be swept by my sword
pus*y n*gga, you's a rat and I'm Tom
Every given Sunday, I got falcons

[Verse 2]
Every given Sunday, I got birds on the one-way, yeah, the Con-Way
Dreads braided to the back like a motherf*ckin' cliché
When she tell me yes too f*ckin' fast, I'm like no way
Please don't ask if I wanna see it, I'm like, "Show it"
Baby girl, show me that pus*y, show it
And I ain't Future or Rocko, but they know it
Yeah, they know it, n*ggas know it
I can go all day like a f*ckin' poet
House full of weed, drink f*ckin' Moët
I can let my brother kill you, n*gga, Thugger muncher
Better know she poppin' if Young Thug approach her
I done bought me so much water, b*tch, I'm overdosin'
My car don't come with keys and your key a token
I bought a black Cuban link, look like I'm chokin'
I don't like to talk, b*tch, I'm not a spokesman
I do not want that head, b*tch, I want that throat and
If she get that di*k hard, you know I'm pokin'
Put that pus*y on my head like a f*ckin' Motrin
My diamonds still movin' when I'm not in motion
I pour fours of the Act' in Phantoms and toast it
I love green so much, all my money f*ckin' moldy
Hi, Benjamin, Grant, Jackson, I'm just spoken
[Chorus]
I know how to go and get a motherf*ckin' check, no flex, ah
Flawless and VVs all over my neck, my chest, ayy
I'm a big dog, baby, motherf*ck a vet
I don't get sucked unless I'm having sex
Hoes know YSL the real as it get
No giraffe, but Thugger want nothin' but neck
Plus I'ma pull up drawin' down on all of 'em
I'ma pull up drawin' down on all of 'em
Pull up drawin' down on all of 'em (Quickdraw McGraw)
I'ma pull up drawin' down on all of 'em (Grrah, grrah)
n*gga, I'm gon' draw down with my gun
n*gga, you might be swept by my sword
pus*y n*gga, you's a rat and I'm Tom
Every given Sunday, I got falcons