I Love It (Studio Version) ft. RugratDraco Lyrics

Finna stain shit, call up Drac and get the Drac

We finna, yeah

Before I snatch off in a coupe, I need some brain, bitch

Call up Drac and get the Drac

We finna stain shit, my brudda nem

We can go to war, that's on my mama nem

When you see me walk, I'm stepping through this bitch with confidence

No evidence, we just let the scene

I got that shell catcher, real steppa

Baby take the dick until she feel better

Real nigga, I ain't never change

Up on my brother, slingin' colors

Out the trenches with the J's, and I love it, ay

I can't get up in my feelings, you mad

Fuck it, buy the bucket

If you try me in this bitch, I'm gon' bust it on my momma

Nigga tryna talk shit, his ribs touchin', ay

I been pourin' activists like Robitussin', ay

If it ain't bout a bag, then kiss my ass, I ain't sayin' nothin

I walked in this bitch strapped with a couple of onions

I been stayin' out the way so I can get the money

So if you fuckin' up my shit, I fuck up the function

Ain't no problem with me, bitch, but we can get it bustin

Why the fuck these niggas talkin' but ain't doin' nothin'

I load the drac and call up Drac, we tryna spend somethin

For all them times I ain't have a dime, I'm tryna spend somethin

Before I snatch off in a coupe, I need some brain, bitch

Call up Drac and get the Drac

We finna stain shit, my brudda nem

We can go to war, that's on my mama nem

When you see me walk, I'm stepping through this bitch with confidence

No evidence, we just let the scene

I got that shell catcher, real steppa

Baby take the dick until she feel better

Real nigga, I ain't never change

Up on my brother, slingin' colors

Out the trenches with the J's, and I love it, ay

I don't play by my cousin, I get to bustin' on the gang

Nigga play with CoolOut, I swear to God he dyin today

I always been a loner, nigga, I never been the type to hang

You got hide up on the net, but when I catch you, that's a stain

Every nigga you see me with, you know we clutchin', no discussion

I put bread on your head, they guaranteed to hit your muffin

Bitch, I'm ridin' through the E with that AK like I'm Russian

We don't play in these streets, drop the opps and get the money

Fuck them niggas talkin' shit, cause they ain't on a thing

Why you totin on that Glock when you ain't bust a thing

Me and CoolOut ready to slide, fuck up everything

We gon' leave the scene bloody, bitch, it's slaughter gang

Before I snatch off in a coupe, I need some brain, bitch

Call up Drac and get the Drac

We finna stain shit, my brudda nem

We can go to war, that's on my mama nem

When you see me walk, I'm stepping through this bitch with confidence

No evidence, we just let the scene

I got that shell catcher, real steppa

Baby take the dick until she feel better

Real nigga, I ain't never change

Up on my brother, slingin' colors

Out the trenches with the J's, and I love it, ay