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crack the code - draft day lyrics

[intro]
if you’re near a convenience store right now, any type of twenty*four*hour store
go into the store right now and put your hand in the cash register for no reason
their money is your money as of right now
yeah, huh, huh

[chorus]
i got ’em turnt, they done woke up a beast
v12 machine, yeah, it’s blood in my seats
draped in the leaks and i’m throwin’ up crete
i cracked the code, i ain’t needin’ no cheats
ain’t on my level, these n*ggas beneath
i push thе pedal, that b*tch got a wing
n*ggas don’t stand up on business, they cap for thе image, he fakin’, gon’ let him beijing

[verse 1]
double*dutch tennis chain, that’s on my body while f*ckin’ a thotty, she say she done came
i’m a real boss, man, you not the same
put on that chrome for the war in the rain
call up some p*ssy, i love when it’s pink
she say that she love me, i really love drink
i really love money, it ain’t no mistake
a5 cut when i go steak
it’s her loss, ain’t gon’ spin ’bout you
let off twenty*one shots out that motherf*ckin’ drac’
i’m in the stu’ like what is a break?
go hard in the paint and i’m only a rookie
i move like a vet, i’m becomin’ a threat
i need all my respect, gon’ collect like a bookie
my hundreds, i took it
margiela, marni, my b*tch want some pucci, she ride me, suzuki
ovo vibes, this sh*t gettin’ spooky
i got a ‘fit and a new jack, pookie
the way i seduce her, she don’t wanna lose me
i’m too d*mn groovy, my life is a movie
out in new orleans, i’m dressin’ like juvie
diamonds, they hit off my mouth, no rubies
[chorus]
i got ’em turnt, they done woke up a beast
v12 machine, yeah, it’s blood in my seats
draped in the leaks and i’m throwin’ up crete
i cracked the code, i ain’t needin’ no cheats
ain’t on my level, these n*ggas beneath
i push the pedal, that b*tch got a wing
n*ggas don’t stand up on business, they cap for the image, he fakin’, gon’ let him beijing

[verse 2]
pull up, i’m huggin’ the curb with the gang
concrete diamonds on all of our chains
ready to psych out, i been lost my brain
i can’t feel the pain, it’s hard to explain
gettin’ this pape’ from atlanta to spain
i’m so lit, i don’t need me a flame
mud in his eyes, i’m in my own domain
they see that i’m poppin’, they hop on the train
that clip or the plane
flight attendants tryna serve me champagne
true to the game, she f*ckin’ that n*gga, he probably a lame
you chasin’ that clout, no, we ain’t the same, on god

[chorus]
i got ’em turnt, they done woke up a beast
v12 machine, yeah, it’s blood in my seats
draped in the leaks and i’m throwin’ up crete
i cracked the code, i ain’t needin’ no cheats
ain’t on my level, these n*ggas beneath
i push the pedal, that b*tch got a wing
n*ggas don’t stand up on business, they cap for the image, he fakin’, gon’ let him beijing

- draft day lyrics

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