Draggin' ft. Rockss Lyrics

Spark a blunt and I hop in the zone

Lil' bitch buggin' me, I told her, leave me alone

Yeah, it's crunch time, we in the red zone

Get all the money and put all your mans on

I went from rags to riches

Fuckin' the baddest bitches

Free the guys who serving them sentences

In a bulletproof, feel like I'm Nemesis

And them tints be 5 percent

Hope God forgive my sins

In the coupe 4 Deep, it was me and my mans

Bippin' through traffic, I hope we don't blam

Smokin' Za back to back, my eyes low

I spent countless hours in the studio

I know one day me and the guys, we gon' blow

I'm from Baltimore, the 4-1-0

Spent a quarter on my neck, diamonds dancin

We just fuckin' these lil' bitches and we pass em

Go check the scoreboard, we left them closed casket

Skippin' school, doin' dumb shit, we was draggin

We done ran up the score on these niggas it ain't no lookin' back

I Jump deep in that mood when I'm high off the thrax

When I had lost my dog, I was told to advance

I been gettin' these racks after racks after racks

I was chillin', I cannot relax

If I say you my thug, just know I got your back

I can never let up, fell too deep in the trap

Ain't no love for the bitch, I cannot double back

Baby tryna have sex and I told her, just give me the neck

If the head gave me ten, then I might double back

Getting plenty of money, I upgrade the straps

If he try to run up, dummy blowin' him back

Dummy geekin' like, why would you do that

I'm from a city where niggas would do that

Try to act out and got hit out his durag

His mova be cryin', she can't get her boo back

Smokin' Za back to back, my eyes low

I spent countless hours in the studio

I know one day me and the guys, we gon' blow

I'm from Baltimore, the 4-1-0

Spent a quarter on my neck, diamonds dancin

We just fuckin' these lil' bitches and we pass em

Go check the scoreboard, we left them closed casket

Skippin' school, doin' dumb shit, we was draggin