DRAW DINE lyrics

[Intro]
(Это чё за... Это чё за Half-Life?)
(сука)
Uh, uh, fact
Fact, let's go, let's go
(Welcome to Clayton County, aka. Jurassic Park)

[Verse]
Catch a hit all by my lil' self, you ain't even gotta help
Blick through, we got blicks all on the self
That's before I pass out, smoke
Draw dime with a dirty blick, this a dirty stick
Catch a opp down bad with his hoe, still gon' feed him six
I been ridin' round with these dirty blicks, since I was a jit
Ran out all this sh*t from scratch and n*gga I ain't never gave a sh*t
I gotta stay off drugs, drugs make me mad
Pop a f*ckin' opp, no f*ck him, bae, glizzy suit your swag
n*ggas mad 'cause lil' fast run up hella paper cash
Gotta chill on da f*ckin' pills, X5 doing drill
n*ggas know 7000 f*ckin' stuck lil gang im buckin' kills
Cali weed coming in, you say you p, that sh*t must stand for pus*y
Uh, caught a opp down bad, X5 gang step on rookies
If you ain't tired, then what? Lil' gang I woulda been then took it
I pop out drip on me, n*ggas p but steady cuffin' free
Fast gang running sh*t, drop a dot I bet they spin for weeks
n*ggas know I don't fussin, dump yo' f*ckin' fire, I ain't doin' no talking
In bricks with, uh, like ten, pop out with lil' twin
You ain't gon dump you fire just throw the gun to me
I told lil' gang to drive down on thrm, we having fun with freaks
Lil bro cappin' f*ck, he not gon' buss it, he ain't livin' rough
Anytime I pull out, doo doo, guala, you try me you get bust
Drive down on six ave' street, I turn to a ghost
I finessed him for everything he got, now he makin' posters
b*tch, I'm doubled down, got two glizzys with me, pop out baby semi
My arp's be mini, fun size, like I like my b*tch
Drank dirty f*ck, green p*ss, I sip green sh*t, f*ck