Dracula lyrics
by F1LTHY
[Intro]
Yeah, huh, huh
(WAKEUPF1LTHY)
(star boy, you're my hero)
Yeah, yeah, huh, huh
[Verse]
Woke up with them racks up on my mind
Huh, I got a bad b*tch tryna make sure a n*gga fine
I got opps up in the city, yeah
Flood my wrist with VVS
FTR, n*gga, f*ck the rest
Young n*gga ride with that stick on him
A young n*gga ride with that blick on him
These pus*y ass n*ggas can't f*ck with him
These pus*y ass n*ggas ain't in my lane
I just want them Cuban links
These n*ggas they afraid of me
Huh, I walk out with that bank on me
Huh, I walk out with them, yeah, I walk out with them thots n*gga
Can't f*ck with no thot, n*gga
Can't f*ck with no f*ck n*gga
Can't f*ck with no broke n*gga
Huh, you's a joke n*gga
If I don't got a gun I'm a poke a n*gga
Huh, stab him up and choke a n*gga
Huh, bag him up, wrap him up, body bags rackin' up
Huh, I want blood like Dracula
Huh, he ain't tough we smackin' him
Huh, certified smacka anthem
Treat this sh*t like Pokemon, I throw that b*tch he better catch em
I ain't friendly I'm a giant, b*tch I feel like Odell Beckham
If you call yourself my competition, b*tch you better catch up
But they can't f*cking catch up
Walk inside the bank, I do my motherf*ckin' dance
Mr. Smackaman, run inside that b*tch, show me your hands
In the Sprinter van, we hop out all black, yeah, we don't do no middleman
These n*ggas they be wack, nah, nah, I ain't feelin' that
We gon' get them whacked, when I catch that b*tch I bet he stretched
I thought she someone different, it turned out that she just like to rest
I been going crazy seven days, b*tch I think I need some rest