Draco

Original

Yeah, Pluto

You better not raise your voice at me

You know I got a pimp degree

Yeah, Pluto

Draco season with the bookbag

Rat-tat got a little kickback

Hundreds on hundreds got a good batch

You ain't never ever get you bitch back

You ain't never ever get you bitch back

You ain't never ever get you bitch back

You ain't never ever get you bitch back

You ain't never ever get you bitch back

Lamborghini doors, but I never stop

Fuck around got a nigga pissed off

Nice little thot got stiff arm

Did the Heisman on the hoe got the stiff arm

Fuck up that body like Tyson or Holyfield

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa (you know)

A couple of pills and I got my soda filled

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa (you know)

Break out a sweat, I go head over heels for these meals

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa (you know)

She thinks she the one, but to me she ain't nothing but a thrill

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa (you know)

I've been drippin' like a god, what else?

I been dodgin' all the flage, what else?

I been fillin' up garages, what else?

I gave her her first ménage, what else?

Uh, close your eyes, eyes, eyes

I'm about to slide, slide, slide

Wonder why, why, why

I stay in the sky, sky, sky

Pink Molly, let me dance with her

Freestylin', let me dance with her

Sky Dweller, it was sentimental

Rose gold, it was cinnamon

Draco season with the bookbag

Rat-tat, got a little kick back

Hundreds on hundreds got a good batch

You ain't never ever get you bitch back

You ain't never ever get you bitch back

You ain't never ever get you bitch back

You ain't never ever get you bitch back

You ain't never ever get you bitch back

Fuck up my bitch by the change

Want me to jump out the stage (jump out the stage)

I wanna jump in the air

You know the love ain't fair

You killin' then show us the proof

I already got the juice

Chain different colors like fruits

I like to hang out the roof

I got to train my bitches

I'm putting chains on my bitches (I'm putting chains on 'em)

I'll pull some chain on the snitches (I'll pull some chain on the snitches)

I'm focused I'm back on my mission (yeah)

Flex on a nigga, no apologies (flex on 'em)

Molly off-white, done got to me (Flex on 'em)

Playing hockey with the ice in the Major League (yeah)

35 bitches at the St. Reg (yeah)

Fall back shooter like KD

Back in the kitchen with the curry (curry)

Pullin' up with Xan', can't hurt me (hurt me)

Pineapple drink lookin' syrupy (syrupy)

56 nights, I was dirty (56)

Styrofoam cups servin' patients (woo)

Heard you been talkin' 'bout the kid (kid)

Knowin' damn well that's a flagrant (technical)

I cancel two bitches (cancel 'em)

I got me some new bitches (got 'em, got 'em)

Come check out how I'm living (check out how I'm living)

I got me some new jewelry (I got me some new jewelry)

I got me some new drip (got me some new drip)

Ain't got nothing to do with it (ain't got nothing to do with it)

I'll give my bitch to you (I'll give my bitch to you)

If that what she mean to you (if that what she mean)

Draco season with the bookbag

Rat-tat got a little kickback

Hundreds on hundreds got a good batch

You ain't never ever get you bitch back

You ain't never ever get you bitch back

You ain't never ever get you bitch back

You ain't never ever get you bitch back

You ain't never ever get you bitch back

Draco season with the bookbag

Rat-tat got a little kickback

Hundreds on hundreds got a good batch

You ain't never ever get you bitch back

You ain't never ever get you bitch back

You ain't never ever get you bitch back

You ain't never ever get you bitch back

You ain't never ever get you bitch back

Yacht cruisin' in the deep

I'm twisted up I got geeked

Misbehaving with your freak

Can't tell she got teeth

I was in her mouth like veneers

Start comparing my career

Designer flooded through the crib

Business furniture for real

I bought a Fendi couch for my kids

They just want to plug a nigga wig

Charge a half a mil' for the gig

Middle fingers up fuck the pigs

Diamonds fallin' off my let me jig

Never falling off and never quit

I retired cookin' up a brick

Certified nigga out the 6

Who was rapping diamonds in the zone

I was chargin' 10 for the strong

Keep on goin' in on this song

Keep an F\u0026N at your home

Lesson learned and we moving on

I got firm niggas, Al Capone

Got my Chi niggas on the horn

Downtown Atlanta I was born