Icy Draco Lyrics

From the corner, I be shootin' like Ray

Pocket full of blues, deuce and a blade

Off the juice, gettin' loose with your bae

Smooth operator, bumpin' Sade

Got a sweet tooth for pape

The Gravel Goon came to play

You stay away from the fake

And me and my crew can relate, ay

Uh, we stuff the wood with the eighth

I don't got nothin' to say

Feel like the Wu-Tang

When I'm with all of my Goons

You know we chasin' that loot

Booty

I got your back, they got mine

We gonna answer the call of duty

Yeah, we sippin' tequila

Cut up some lime, but I want some Duesse

And baby girl fine, she really a dime

But don't want no boo thang

Goonie till I die, brown boy ballin' it up

Like he triple J

From the 3 or from the paint

Shades on me, keep the hate away

In this double cup, spite mixed with Hennessy

Clutch last minute with the fadeaway

Bitch, I'm him

Gravel goons give 300%

Yeah, thats to the moon, to the top of the shit

Paid attention, so it's all makin' sense

Yeah, I paid my dues

And I owe no one nothin

Mountain views, and I'm still country livin

Yeah, fuckin' with goonies, and you end up missin

From the corner, I be shootin' like Ray

Pocket full of blues, deuce and a blade

Off the juice, gettin' loose with your bae

Smooth Operator, bumpin Sade

Got a sweet tooth for pape

The Gravel Goons came to play

You stay away from the fake

Then me and my crew can relate

Lil' Cruisey got blues in the Carlhartt coat

If I pop a motherfucker, I have my bitch write a suicide note

Big Poe pimpin' like a do-or-die quote

Big Poe pimpin' like a do-or-die quote

Lost in the sauce, I'm beside myself

Besides the tool, it's a couple Gravel Goons beside bro

Country boy, go hit the city

Give my 308 number out to some lil' Texas hoes, yeah

Wild out fly shit we been on

Forgiatto spin down the block on low-profile tires

Foo-foo shit, never been on

Only thing I ever probably stole from bro was a lighter

Thick white bitch, gorilla grip like pliers

Give a fuck that she fine, I done kicked out dimers

Beat up her hole from the back while she moan

Nah I'm not gon' stay, I'm finna go home, watch the wire

Double down, get you some bread and eat scones

Pourin' up that cheap shit in the other bottle

So she'll think it's Patron

Gave her good dick and gave her good life advice

Now she won't leave me alone

Copped a lil' gold Cuban like Miami Vice

After the casino

Eyes on the road, Goonie from the get-go

From the corner, I be shootin' like Ray

Pocket full of blues, deuce and a blade

Off the juice, getting loose with your bae

Smooth operator, bumping Sade

Smooth operator, bumping Sade

Smooth operator, bumping Sade

Uh, Gravel Goon gang, bitch