โหลดเพลง mp3 Draco - Future

Draco (德拉科) (Explicit) - Future
Written by：Nayvadius Wilburn
You better not raise your voice at me

You know I got a pimp degree

Pluto

Draco season with the bookbag
Backpack got a little kick back
Hundreds on hundreds got a good batch
You ain't never ever get you b**ch back
You ain't never ever get you b**ch back
You ain't never ever get you b**ch back

You ain't never ever get you b**ch back
You ain't never ever get you b**ch back

Lamborghini doors but I never stop
F**k around got a ni**a pissed off
Nice little thot got stiff arm
Did the Heisman on the hoe got the stiff arm
F**k up that body like Tyson or Holyfield
Wo wo wo wo wo

A Couple of pills and I got my soda filled
Wo wo wo wo wo

Break out a sweat I go head over heels for these meals
Wo wo wo wo wo
She thinks she the one but to me she ain't nothing but a thrill
Wo wo wo wo wo
I've been drippin' like a god with her
I been dodgin' all the fly what else
I been fillin' up garages what else
I gave her a French monage what else

Close your eyes eyes eyes
I'm about to slide slide slide
Wonder why why why
I stay in the sky sky sky

Pink Molly let me dance with her
Freestylin' let me dance with her
Sky Dweller it was sentimental
Rose gold it was sentimental

Draco season with the bookbag
Rat tat got a little kick back
Hundreds on hundreds got a good batch
You ain't never ever get you b**ch back
You ain't never ever get you b**ch back
You ain't never ever get you b**ch back
You ain't never ever get you b**ch back
You ain't never ever get you b**ch back

F**k up my b**ch by the change
Brought me from trap house to stage
I wanna jump in the air
You know the love ain't fair
You killin' then show us the proof
I already got the juice
Chain different colors like fruits
I like to hang out the roof
I got to train my b**ches
I'm putting chains on my b**ches

I'll put some chain on some snitches
I'm focused i'm back on my mission
Flex on a ni**a no apologies
Molly all white done gotta me

Playing hockey with the ice in the major league
Thirty five b**ches at the Saint Reg
Fall back shooter like KD
Back in the kitchen with the curry
Pourin' up xan can't hurt me
Pineapple drink lookin' syruppy
Fifty six night I was 30
Styrofoam cups same patient
Heard you been talkin' bout the kid
Knowin' damn well that's a flagrant
I cancel two b**ches

I got me some new b**ches

Come check out how I'm living

I got me some new jewelry

I got me some new drip

Ain't got nothing to do with it

I'll give my b**ch to you

If that what she mean to you

Draco season with the bookbag
Rat tat got a little kick back
Hundreds on hundreds got a good batch

You ain't never ever get you b**ch back
You ain't never ever get you b**ch back
You ain't never ever get you b**ch back
You ain't never ever get you b**ch back

You ain't never ever get you b**ch back

Draco season with the bookbag
Rat tat got a little kick back
Hundreds on hundreds got a good batch
You ain't never ever get you b**ch back
You ain't never ever get you b**ch back
You ain't never ever get you b**ch back
You ain't never ever get you b**ch back
You ain't never ever get you b**ch back
Yeah I cruisin' in the deep
I'm twisted up I got geeked

Misbehaving with ya freak

Can't tell she got teeth

I was in her mouth like veneers
Start comparing my career
Designer flooded through the crib
Business furniture for real
I bought a Fendi couch for my kids
They just want to plug a ni**a wig
Charge a half a mil for the gig
Middle fingers up f**k the pigs
Diamonds fallin' off my let me jig
Never falling off and never quit
I retired cookin' up a brick
Certified ni**a hot to six
Who was rapping diamonds in the zone
I was chargin' 10 for the strong
Keep on goin' in on this song
Keep an F&N at your home
Lesson learned and we moving on
I got firm niggas Al Capone
Got my Chi niggas on the horn
Downtown Atlanta I was born