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drac show - ysr gramz lyrics

[intro]
(ooh, sh*t, that’s a danny g beat)
(d*mn, jakesand)

[chorus]
drivin’ fast down my block, you gon’ get bl!cked at
c*cky*ass n*gga gon’ get shot in his six*pack
she a bougie b*tch, she thick as h*ll and her ass fat
i wouldn’t hit this b*tch raw, she got bad cat
window shoppin’*ass lil’ n*gga, you can’t cash that
asked me what i do for a livin’, b*tch, i rap and trap
before i leave out the crib, you know i grab my strap
i cheated on a real b*tch, now i want her back

[verse 1]
i woke up mad as h*ll like where my phones at?
hate when i fall asleep off lean ’cause my phone slap
talkin’ ’bout they want the old gramz, play my old racks
i caught my glock stick a b*tch, ’cause it’s soul sn*tch
i can tell you broke ’cause you askin’ where the hoеs at
word on the street you a snitch, i heard you told that
b*tch got some milеs on the p*ssy, i got the carfax
your baby mama keep calling your phone, she want her car back
broke this lil’ b*tch heart, she want her heart back
sick as h*ll i lost a qp of ‘za, where that jar at?
the way we slid on his crib, thought we was doordash
lil’ bro just f*cked your b*tch with her wh0re ass
[chorus]
drivin’ fast down my block, you gon’ get bl!cked at
c*cky*ass n*gga gon’ get shot in his six*pack
she a bougie b*tch, she thick as h*ll and her ass fat
i wouldn’t hit this b*tch raw, she got bad cat
window shoppin’*ass lil’ n*gga, you can’t cash that
asked me what i do for a livin’, b*tch, i rap and trap
before i leave out the crib, you know i grab my strap
i cheated on a real b*tch, now i want her back

[verse 2]
real n*gga, i’m a team player like a quarterback
bro, you gotta bring another band, it was short a stack
you say you want the ‘za, well you gotta pay more for that
i got caught in cobb county, gotta go to court for that
you trappin’ out a qp, that’s a starter pack
lost a couple bands at the dice game but i got it back
kids wanna be a sack runner ’cause i taught ’em that
baby j said he want a benz truck so i bought him that
n*gga, you don’t put that sh*t on, you wear fake clothes
b*tch, how you say you real as h*ll but be with fake hoes?
we got a real n*gga bond, we don’t break those
so many k’s on the block, it’s a drac’ show

[outro]
like, drake, the rapper
but dracos
got drac, so many drays on this block, n*gga
it’s a drake show
f*ck is you talkin’ ’bout?
sack runner, yeah
(ooh, sh*t, that’s a danny g beat)
(d*mn, jakesand)

- ysr gramz lyrics

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