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  • [verse 1]
  • Yo you never heard drag release shit on wax
  • Cuz this kid do more than crack backs and pump crack
  • Im young but Ive been stop playin with crayons
  • Ima be around for eons put niggas where the bums pee on
  • This aint basketball three on three
  • Its one ready to leave and the other fifteen comin rapidly
  • They still couldnt find a book of matches to match me
  • Buildings is still burnin down still couldnt catch me
  • Im real flashy, I cop the benz and crash it on the same day
  • And be back on the subway
  • Yall act like *****es what yall thought the 4-4 play?
  • I dont even know my father heard he did time on a broadway
  • You might be him, so get the ***** out the hallway
  • Drag hate a sometime nigga I bring it always
  • Cuz Im as hot as the gun niggas pop from roofs
  • Where the birds at now, act like you aint heard that
  • Hook: p killer trackz
  • Ride, ride, and gimme your gat so I can air out the place
  • Click, click, clack
  • Die, die, tilt ya back and the last thing you heard was
  • Click, click, clack
  • Drag, drag, gimme a stack I put the cannon in your face
  • Click, click, clack
  • On, on, hot as a match you wanna a fire left the barrel that was
  • Click, click, clack
  • [verse 2]
  • Ayo niggas think they real well ima pop em with two
  • He got balls, well ima tell his moms he died playin pool
  • Cuz he was in too deep, so I cracked him over the table like g.o.d.
  • Dumped his body asap
  • Who the only nigga who that could come through with a benz two door
  • But look like a ford and pull off at your whore
  • Leave a nigga huntin for the draws, wantin to score
  • Its so he cant play ? ? ? ? I throw hundreds out the door
  • Bet you be the first to pick it up for sure
  • Cuz ima nigga that take from the poor and give to the poor
  • Now you never heard that shit before
  • I probably send your kids to job corps
  • So what the ***** you got a ride for
  • And pump crack, I just bag the ***** up your block you know I be back
  • And I promise Ill throw yall more stacks
  • Cuz drag never run low on raps, never run low on cash
  • But I put a nigga below fast
  • Hook
  • [verse 3]
  • And dirty *****es Im tired of grabbin long hair
  • *****in yall from the rear, ima stop *****in all year
  • Until yall buy me a spare, I never seen the dun here
  • But if they invent it, I wanna put a thousand in it
  • Never could be a faggot, but if me and you locked for 30 years
  • In the same pit, guess who gon be the *****
  • You guessed it, now shut the ***** up and respect it in here
  • Clean my necklace, I do anything when a man is holdin
  • I pop a hole through me just to put a hole through him
  • And put a hole through my shoulder, straight to his throat
  • And make him choke up, blood all over, leave him by his rover
  • I tie 20 niggas up and have enough rope
  • Wont stop tying til I get the leftover coke
  • Cuz I circle your block like the cops
  • The only thing that ima do that they not is fire illegal shots
  • Hook

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