​yuke
Drake Bel
[Verse 1: lungskull]

[Verse 2: yuke]
He get slimed, just like Nick
I got a red beam, but I will not pull a stick
Ima run down wit' lil’ Jacky, we gon' shoot a n***a crib
Took me an opp, pull up on n***as and they drip, yeah
N***a, you like 40, goin' nowhere, get a grip
Yeah they sippin’ on her titties, but I'm not like give her milk
I'm a young, thot slayer, make the whole heart melt
Ho don't really love me, she just loves what's on my belt
Bitch, If I fuck, you can't go, and kiss and tell
Pullin' all the hoes, I'm the shit like Drake Bell
Shoutout my n***a Jacky, ’cause I think he madе a mil’
Ima go cop an 8 ball, and I sell
Yeah, huh