[Intro]
Draco
Grrah, grrah
Grrah, grrah, C Blu

[Verse 1]
Gun too big, no, I ain't getting sturdy
Dick on my pants, clip hang off a .30
On that block, we ain't showing no mercy
He a ballplayer, retire his jersey
And my opps so sweet, they a toothache
Beam on his back, green light, no 2K
N***as heard I made bag playing games
Now they on dick, tryna follow my wave
But I been in the field causing pain
How they forget C Blu let it rain?
Green flag, bitch, it's war on the block
Nesty seen me and he know how I got
I threw shot after shot, he was ducking his top
I was praying I sent him to Rah
And I never got touched, so they say I'm a kid
But they know I was flocking to live
Bitch I'm walk down gang, remember taking them trips
Me and bro tryna clear the whole block
And I know when the rap beef get feddy
And Ema a slut, she look burnt out
How Miyaa YGz? She got turnt out
And Winter a fiend, she a Perc-head
And Yus got shot, he ain't do shit
Sha Gz got ripped, he was clueless
[Bridge]
Grrah
Stop dissing my deads, n***a, all y'all n***as is butt (Suck my fucking dick)
Y'all n***as don't put on
Grrah, grrah (C Blu)

[Verse 2]
.30 on me, I don't like to dance
Gun too big, can't fit it in my pants
We can rump, just know I'm not your mans
I'ma hit it, then quit it, pass it to my mans
Two bitches, feeling like I'm beat
First n***a reach, I bet you imma teach
I'ma teach you a lesson, dissing my deads, you get sent to the reverend (Grrah, grrah)
And I promise I don't ever cap
Whatever I say I live, and that's facts
Fuck a holster, keep it by my lap
Chasing the opps while I'm letting it clap
Got a baddie, lightskin with the jatt'
Yeah she on timing, yeah, she dropping Hat (HatK)
(Yeah she on timing, yeah, she dropping Hat)

[Verse 3]
Thirty stick in my pants, so don't ask me to dance
Bitch, you know I might do my C Blu bop
And lil' Bando a bitch, heard his sister a thot
I might fuck her the next time he diss me
And I heard you caught one to the kidney
That's on bro, but you runnin' the city
Said you lookin' for me, come and get me
No, it ain't hard to find me
I be posted with killers behind me
Think that I'm lackin', I keep me a ID (Grrah, grrah)
(Think that I'm lackin', I keep me a ID)