Dragon City lyrics

[Intro: Hotboii]
That Glock, yeah, I keep it close, ayy
That Glock, yeah, I keep it close, Kut Da Fan On
(EY3ZLOW on the beat)

[Chorus: Hotboii]
That Glock, yeah, I keep it close, it never be out of my reach
No, I don't be loving this hoes, these b*tches be lying to me
She do what I tell her to do, that b*tch there'll die for me
How I give a n*gga a shot, he think that he got a disease
I had to exotic my weed, now I just be higher than trees
These rap n*ggas copying me and they don't even follow the G
How you wanna go to the top? You wеren't at the bottom with me
I spot 'еm, I got 'em, I drop 'em and roll that boy right in the leaf

[Verse 1: SpotEmGottem]
Hold up (Hold up)
F&N 'em, little n*gga, roll up (Roll up)
Stop the car and let me out, these n*gga b*tch soldiers (b*tch soldiers)
Foenem went down without a doubt (A doubt)
Let's see what he be 'bout (See what he be 'bout)
.223s knock him out (He gone)
I put him in a crown, ha-ha
Grah, you know I keep it close, ha-ha (Oh)
She wanna ride the rodeo
Come with me, let's take a stroll
Hit tour vans, I think he gone
I came from burglarising houses, now just look at the sh*t we on
She don't need no stylist (Stylist), that lil' b*tch fine
di*k her down so good (Oh, oh), she walking bow-legged (She walking bow-legged)
Animosity ('Mosity), wonder who next? (I wonder who next?)
Put him on a tee (On a tee), f*ck him, that n*gga dead, ha-ha (f*ck him, that n*gga dead, adios)
[Chorus: Hotboii & SpotEmGottem]
That Glock, yeah, I keep it close, it never be out of my reach (Out of my reach)
No, I don't be loving this hoes, these b*tches be lying to me (Lying to me)
She do what I tell her to do, that b*tch there'll die for me (For me)
How I give a n*gga a shot, he think that he got a disease (Got a disease)
I had to exotic my weed, now I just be higher than trees (Be higher than trees)
These rap n*ggas copying me and they don't even follow the G (Follow the G)
How you wanna go to the top? You weren't at the bottom with me (Me, yeah)
I spot 'em, I got 'em, I drop 'em and roll that boy right in the leaf (Leaf, yeah)

[Verse 2: Hotboii]
Everybody 'round me a gunman (Gunman)
So if it go down, where you running to? (Running to)
Hot being real, do you love me? (Do you love me?)
I just love money, I don't love you, boo (I love you)
But who gon' suck the di*k 'til I'm c*mming? You (c*mming? You)
Riding 'round with sticks, we drumming, ooh (We drumming, ooh)
n*gga go against me, n*gga love to lose (Love to lose)
n*gga pull up on me, n*gga love to lose (Love to lose)
Riding with Dracs and it's not a façade, when you on the streets, that's just how it go (That's just how it go)
If I go out there and catch me a body, I swear nobody'll never know
A n*gga's soul will get snatched, whatever we on
These n*ggas be biting my flows (Yeah, yeah)
Probably hate me by the whole, but I don't care (Nah)
Bankroll getting bigger over time, I don't even notice it (Like, what the f*ck?)
What's his name? That boy write down my rhymes, I put him on a drill (Gon' have him drilled)
AR's, we got four of them (Four of them)
Gon' spin right back, we know it's them (We know it's them)
Won't put no bop b*tch on a flight, and once I do, it's, "Call a Lyft" (Yeah, uh)
[Chorus: Hotboii]
That Glock, yeah, I keep it close, it never be out of my reach (Never be out of my reach)
No, I don't be loving this hoes, these b*tches be lyin' to me (These b*tches be lyin' to me)
She do what I tell her to do, that b*tch there'll die for me (b*tch there'll die for me)
How I give a n*gga a shot, he think that he got a disease (Woah)
I had to exotic my weed, now I just be higher than trees (Woah)
These rap n*ggas copying me and they don't even follow the G (Woah)
How you wanna go to the top? You weren't at the bottom with me (Bottom with me)
I spot 'em, I got 'em, I drop 'em and roll that boy right in the leaf (Ayy, come here)

[Outro: Hotboii]
Kut Da Fan On (Woah)
Double O Baby sh*t, Kut Da Fan On (Woah, woah)
Gotta spot 'em in this b*tch, Kut Da Fan On (Woah)
And I got 'em in this b*tch, Kut Da Fan On, ayy (Woah)