Draco - Rah Swish

Nine shots in the Ruger

I step on any fuckin' court

They like watch the shooter

I’m in the streets duckin' the law, they tellin' me stay focused

All on my dick, they smile in my face but want me to lose they stay hopin'

Niggas don’t comment just they throw salt on my name when they scrollin'

Ran threw them bitchs they open

She in the crib but her legs open

See them niggas mad, but they never say nothin'

I get a bag I know they hate somethin'

Bitches is trash so I never chase them

See them in person and they always

I do the dash I’m racin'

Came for the cash

Can’t post on the Ave

They know that I’m mad impatient

They wanna brag

I sit back and laugh

I got off my ass they waitin'

Word to my mother we started this

Duece in the booth so we brought it in

Pray that we get him, shots Imma send 'em if we do not him they targeted

Know they pray on my downfall

They in love with them bitches, but we fuck 'em good so they come around more

Imma keep ballin' on niggas, ain’t no way I’m stopping I shot till game over

All of this money coming I’m coming across, swearin' I can not stay sober

We get cash, peso

Shoot up the town, and stay low

Let off a round, Draco

Them niggas mad but, they know

Imma keep ballin' on niggas, ain’t no way I’m stopping I shot till game over

All of this money coming I’m coming across, swearin' I can not stay sober

We get cash, peso

Shoot up the town, and stay low

Let off a round, Draco

Them niggas mad but, they know

Had to get back in my element, feel like I got back in my zone now

I do not care bout the extra shit, once I hit I be like leave me alone now

Fuckin' on his bitch, if she don’t belong to me, get it on camera to phone out

If you see them in Bally’s wit gang, nine times outta ten them bitches got

flown out

Shit I got my funds up, these niggas babies I pray they go pick a gun up

Don’t make me the reason you gotta eat food through a straw, can’t pick your son

The niggas the run-up you will get bun up, spot him then he gettin' bum-rushed

Strippers they love us fillin' the cup up, shake it while she pickin' ones up

Lookin' for smoke, yea I’m wit it I’m giving it out like I work in a weed shop

Pull up to the show we like twenty or better, we snuck in this bitch with like

three chops

Got rid of my old bitch, when I’m on the phone doing business she stay try to

eavesdrop

If she fuckin' I get her some red bottoms, if ain’t Imma put her in Reebok

Told me my shit the heat rock, I got the streets locked

Shoot him, and hope his heartbeat stop

Still on them east blocks, makin' the street hot

Ain’t hittin', if she ain’t giving me top

Know they want me shot

They know that I keep Glocks, might have to shoot up your G ride

They know how we flock

They still didn’t get back, that siht happened to them like three times

Imma keep ballin' on niggas, ain’t no way I’m stopping I shot till game over

All of this money coming I’m coming across, swearin' I can not stay sober

We get cash, peso

Shoot up the town, and stay low

Let off a round, Draco

Them niggas mad but, they know

Imma keep ballin' on niggas, ain’t no way I’m stopping I shot till game over

All of this money coming I’m coming across, swearin' I can not stay sober

We get cash, peso

Shoot up the town, and stay low

Let off a round, Draco

Them niggas mad but, they know