Draymond Green lyrics

[Intro: GetRichZay]
(Ayo, Patt, let me hear that)
(Selfish down)
Ayy, turn me up
Don't turn me down, I say
Hold on, all 'em n*ggas dead, I don't give a f*ck
What the f*ck, b*tch?

[Chorus: GetRichZay]
Yeah, run down, zip his ass up like Amiri jeans (Aight, come on)
Yeah, swear I'm high as f*ck in here, I can't feel a thing (Aight, come on)
Foreign b*tch and she thick as hell, I think she Filipino (Aight, come on)
Yeah, she know that a n*gga be ballin' like Draymond Green (Aight, come on)
Faceshot Gang, we just got that lo', you know what the f*ck that mean (Aight, come on)
Up that chop, know that b*tch came with a scope, know that b*tch came with a beam (Aight, come on)

[Verse 1: GetRichZay]
Young n*gga doin' whatever I want, b*tch treat mе like a king (Aight, come on)
I just paid eight hundrеd for this cup, better not kick this lean (Let's go, come on, aight, come on)
Ayy, b*tch, this a hundred-dollar blunt, this designer weed (Aight, come on)
Ayy, got my Glicks on me whenever, we all on shoppin' spree (Bah, aight, come on)
Yeah, b*tch, I'm thuggin', you know I'm a gangster, I come from Pilot Street (Aight, come on)
Yeah, Glizzy Gang, you know it's one up top, I ain't gotta c*ck this heat (Aight, come on)
Yeah, thinkin' with his di*k, might use me a ho, watch he get rocked to sleep (Bye-bye)
Yeah, we gon' rock him like a baby, rock him straight to sleep (Bye-bye)
Aight, come on, young n*gga be lackin', thinkin' with his di*k (I don't know why)
I don't know why these n*ggas be out here cappin', like they ain't on sh*t
[Chorus: GetRichZay & 1504 MuteBaby]
Yeah, run down, zip his ass up like Amiri jeans (Aight, come on)
Yeah, swear I'm high as f*ck in here, I can't feel a thing (Aight, come on)
Foreign b*tch and she thick as hell, I think she Filipino (Aight, come on)
Yeah, she know that a n*gga be ballin' like Draymond Green (Aight, come on)
Faceshot Gang, we just got that lo', you know what the f*ck that mean (Aight, come on)
Up that chop, know that b*tch came with a scope, know that b*tch came with a beam (Grrt, grrt, grrt, came with a beam, grrt, grrt)

[Verse 2: 1504 MuteBaby]
Like, come on, opp n*ggas know that sound is how we clap the scene (How we clap his ass)
All these guns came equipped (Guns came, the f*ck?), armed like a soldiery (Like a soldiery)
Ridin' all 'round two guns ('Round two guns), they would think a young n*gga bangin' B (Think I'm murderin')
My Crip ho stay with it on her (Stay with it on her), got a Glock with blues in the double C (In the double C)
Police heard it's murder from how a young walk down for a coke piece (Walk his ass down, woah)
Paper tag how we hit a n*gga block (Yeah), smash off from the scene (Smash off)
Smash off from the scene (Smash off, skrrt), roll up a hawk, then pour a four of lean (Pour a four)
Ayy, me and Zay, young rich shooters (Me and Zay), b*tch hold Carti', join the team (Join the team)
Wanna dive on Perc' tens? Damn, my wife turned to a fiend (Fiend)
Yeah, where my mask? (Where my mask?), check this one ho, still turned to a fiend (Turned to a fiend)
Yeah, she know I'm don (She know I'm don), damn, they know I'm hawk (They know I'm hawk)
Please call the Drac' BabyDrill (BabyDrill), 7.62 Gen through your wall (Bah)
pus*y, they don't call me Mute (Shh, shh), none of this rap shut up your dog (Shut up)
We known to hop block in this chopper (Grah, grah), young n*gga run and fall (Bah, bah)
Aight, come on (Aight, come on), long as they told me, my n*gga in the clique (Right in the clique)
pus*y n*gga in the spot, broke as hell, tryna get off his hip (Tryna get off his hip)
Aight, come on (Aight, come on), babe, I tell her that I just walked the n*gga (I tell her, I tell her, yeah)
Heard that his ass got' stay with one in the head, had to tap n*gga lip (Tap n*gga, bet)
Yeah, goin' through pounds on pounds on pounds (Pounds, pounds), we get this sh*t off the ship (sh*t off the ship)
b*tch know a young n*gga Slaughter Gang, she got' let me f*ck off the tip
They know that's foreign sh*t in my blunt (Foreing sh*t in my blunt), got a thirty-two, no, no clip (Grah)
Know we walkin' down, get a n*gga frowned, just like one championship (Walk down, walk down, walk down)
[Outro: 1504 MuteBaby]
Walk down