Draco In His Bookbag Lyrics

Long live Kobe man

Long live Nut man

Free Young, no cap

I'm on the same shit a different toilet

If I go sign a deal today the gang getting lawyers

Told my dawg that you ain't gotta force it some shit wasn't for you

My nigga stuck in the streets

I'm setting goals that these niggas thought I wouldn't reach

I blew that bag and then I tried to go and buss a Regions

My shooter always ready to spazz he don't even need a reason

Ain't sipping on no Sprite but we been riding with lemon squeezes

Draco in his bookbag yea my dawg be trying to whack some on the regular

He catch up with em put a opp right on his schedule

In the hood we want a Trackhawk not a Range Rover

I'm still trying to dodge a case like a Durango

I'm still trying to dodge a case cause I can't go to jail

And Niggas post you on the gram but they won't send you mail

These folks won't fuck with you for real until they see you stale

But oh well

My partner was acting lame I had to pull his coat tail

Like boy you know you trippin'

That money started coming in and then you started acting different

That money started coming in and you started acting like a whole bitch

We was masking up before we ever heard of Covid

Back back give me fifty feet that's way before the virus

If you ain't on no birth control then I can't come inside it shawty

You know I ain't going

I be only playing dumb with you girl you know I be knowing

I know that we both be on the same shit

It's so hard to find a bitch out here that one of us can't hit

I be trying to throw the Percocet back when I lane switch

Off the pack and threw it to my brother

I just sent a blitz and my team ain't even come and huddle

Better stay in yo lane before yo ass end up off in gutter

One of my parters stay in New York got a spot down the street from Ruckers

Land in LA hop into some SRT shit burning rubber

Got this one hoe let me fuck her when I want but we don't cuddle

Pussy tight as hell that shit really be snatching off the rubber

Niggas really out here trying to die about a broke bitch

Don't be trying to pop it but when I push up don't be on shit

Nigga was trapping bags for ten years and he ain't gross shit

It wasn't even smoke when I had robbed him it was off the love

If I ain't doing no business I can't pop up to the club

Got to stay up on my Ps and Qs cause I be on these drugs

Yea yea we done lost enough

I'm on the same shit a different toilet

If I go sign a deal today the gang getting lawyers

Told my dawg that you ain't gotta force it some shit wasn't for you

My nigga stuck in the streets

I'm setting goals that these niggas thought I wouldn't reach

I blew that bag and then I tried to go and buss a Regions

My shooters always ready to spazz he don't even need a reason

Ain't sipping on no Sprite but we been riding with lemon squeezes

Draco in his bookbag