I Love My Draco lyrics
by Rell Vert
[Intro: BloodHound Lil Jeff & Rell Vert]
Caught his back door, unlocked on a lick
I'm Mr. Leave No Evidence, know my criminal book hella thick, on God
You n*ggas goose, ain't got no gun, you went away, your ass a dummy
Caught two dressed up like a junkie
Splat
Brr, brr, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, gang
[Verse 1: Rell Vert]
Broski, he gon' spin
We gon' spin and spin again
We gon' lamp 'til somethin' dead
7.62s hit his head
Put a n*gga right to bed
His shirt white, we turn it red
n*ggas died 'cause some words, he shouldn't have said what he said (Uh)
Treat my gun just like my b*tch
I'm too clingy with that stick (Ah)
I get mad and leave a b*tch
But I'll never leave my blick
It's two hundred on the dash, I don't think the police seen the whip (Huh?)
I done blew the switch, it stutter, but I had to get a grip
She gon' trap me with a baby because she know a n*gga lit (I'm turnt)
I got a daughter on the way, don't need no love from no b*tch (f*ck 'em)
Me and Tayski on the phone talkin' 'bout ways how to get rich (That bag)
And the opps, they super broke, Draco make you do a note
I keep rappin' 'bout that Draco, I saw the Draco take a soul (I did, on BD)
n*ggas hatin' on the low, we be f*ckin' n*ggas' hoes
We been uppin' all these rolls and we been usin' all these poles (Huh?)
I be usin' all these hoes (Haha), that's the truth and you should know
And I lied, I say I love you, baby girl, I wanna f*ck
Pop a Perc', made me f*ck for hours, treat a b*tch just like a sl*t
n*ggas lame and they cowards, man, them boys be actin' tough (They lyin')
I be quick to call they bluff, like pop outside since y'all so tough
If you lack, then that's your ass, Lil Jeff mad I gave a pass
I got some shorties that's hot and they ready just to crash (Get 'em)
Put that money on yo' head, I be quick to collect cash
(Give me that)
I'm not f*cked up 'bout no paper, I saw all these n*ggas jack (Broke ass)
[Verse 2: BloodHound Lil Jeff]
Ridin' 'round with this Drac', it'll take your soul
I just made a play today for like six phones
Long live my n*gga Jaymo, damn, I hate he gone
But you know I'm Mr. Get Back (Yeah), and that won't be long
Spin on they block, see if they out, but them n*ggas gone
Tell 'em free all the opps so I could give 'em stones
We ride with fifties and them switches, one tap, then he gone (Brr, brr)
7.62s big as hell, left his body froze
I'm in the stu' tryna get rich and put my n*ggas on
n*ggas faker than a b*tch, I think he got a clone (His ass got a clone)
When they see me, I throw B's, they know what I be on (They know how the f*ck I'm rockin')
I can't really f*ck with n*ggas, they not on what I'm on (Uh-uh)
[Interlude: BloodHound Lil Jeff]
These n*ggas not on what I'm on (Brr, bah, bah)
Gang sh*t, man, ayy, f*ck the opps, man, you know how the f*ck we comin', man (Ayy, ayy, ayy, get 'em, yeah)
Die Y, man, n*ggas ain't on sh*t (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
(Yeah, yeah, bah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
[Verse 3: BloodHound Lil Jeff]
OG, she tell me every day, she pray that I make it home (On B)
And I tell her it's okay (I'm the one get sh*t gone)
So them boys they better pray and don't come near my zone (Zone)
But all this sh*t is for fake and it's just a song
[Outro: BloodHound Lil Jeff & Rell Vert]
Gang sh*t, man, n*ggas know the f*ck we rockin', how the f*ck we bleedin', man (Yeah, this sh*t is so, die Y, f*ck the opps)
Tell them b*tch-ass n*ggas come get they sh*t back, man (Ayy, Splat Gang sh*t)
Die Y, f*ck all the opps, man, gang sh*t, free them boys, we them boys
You know how the f*ck we rockin', how the f*ck we bleed (Splat, splat, splat, splat, splat, splat, splat, splat, splat)
Jump out gang, splick, splack, brrat (Splat, splat, splat, splat, splat, brr, bah, bah, bah, bah)