DRAFTDAY ft. FarrellB & Ferrero Lyrics

Might fly to Miami and just build me a new bitch

White slut call me daddy, I don't wanna hear that shit

Why the fuck do you think I wear a condom when I hit?

Cause I do not want no baby

I'm drafting hoes with my niggas cause I got too much on my roster lately

You gotta watch how they move when u getting money, cause niggas start acting shady

When ya hoe fiddle my Joystick only time I let someone play me

Brand new earrings by Chanel

Chrome Heart crosses on my body but we raising hell

And my shooter just got out cause ain't nobody tell

Double G my smell

Take a slut to the room

Nine inches of dick and it reaching her womb

I see a opp, put them in they tomb

Suppressor on me you not hearing no bomb

Crazy ain't it, she ugly in person she click baited

That's amazing, how you broke and overrated

She off the X and she faded, I'm rich,why would I care if you hating?

And my pockets built like Kadin

I'm bored, Ima go and switch the cadence

Can't cuff no slut

I'm sitting back counting my bucks

I'll just kick back, do what I do

Calling me ya bro, like I knew ya

And I'm chilling here with my shooter (yah)

Boutta do a drill gotta suit up

Idk which one i use the ruger

Yeah u niggas steady rocking fake shit

And ya bitch got my song in her playlist

All you niggas broke yeah just face it

Man these niggas mad that I made it

They don't know how long yeah I waited

I could buy my bitch a brand new facelift

Niggas always copying my cadence

I can't fuck with niggas think I'm racist

I'm smoking gas out the bowl, came with a pole

Underground niggas lovestealing my flow

Get hit with a bow, these niggas style been getting old

My shit to fly like UFO

Show all the racks, could fuck on your hoe

I'm in the A with my nigga zo

This bitch she bad, might slide to her zone

I'm fried in the A with four

I'm on my money making shit again

I rock Alyx from my feet to hand

Im tryna rock these shows

All black fit on my body I'm feeling like vamp

Tryna get fried put the blunt to my hand

Walk in the party and they know I'm him

You not my gang, i don't even know you,

no u not my friend, no you not my twin