"Dracos & ARPs" lyrics
41 Lyrics
(performed by Kyle Richh, Jenn Carter & TaTa)
(feat. G Herbo)
Every opp shot everything dead
41 shots to the head, bitch
Yeah, got a thing for my ARP, but I'm in love with my Draco
Yeah, nigga, I let her tote on my ARP depending on how my day go, bitch
Broke hoes, yeah, I hate those
If I know that she goin', I bait hoes
I'm in the cut gettin' drunk off añejo
And shot after shot only Benjis, I chase those, fuck
She only call me when she wanna fuck, so what?
She so blunt, I parked a double R right in the front
She only double hands up out the gun and if she bad enough I hit her from the front
I do what I want nobody tell me nothing someone tryna step I put em in the blunt
Bitch, yeah, on my set any situation I adjust to
I take a trip to your door my brother start kicking down shit like it's kung fu
Like damn, I don't want to tussle
Like a surgeon we rip through the muscle
Can't put trust in nobody around me
These nigga be snitching, D'Angelo Russell
All, all black on they block moving subtle
RB on the left if I click he throw double
Bullets is sticky like gum and if he try to run he get popped like a bubble
Put that beam on his skin like a stubble
And when he see the G then he know he in trouble
30 put em to sleep make him snuggle
Now he in the ground like a shovel, fuck
And if he push up I'm rolling with killers on Brody he done, bitch
How is you losing so many ya members you feel like you won
Back door closed they forgot 'bout the front when we blitz through they shit
I'ma bet you they run
Loafin with bread, I gotta be dumb like I gotta keep me a ...
Fuck nigga I'm good where I go big G I got say so
Everybody got switches and Dracs
Only way I'm impressed when a nigga got bankrolls
I ain't brand new getting this check
I done been in that bitch countin up to the bank closed
18 and Baguette and VS I don't think you can go to an era I ain't froze
80 carats I got em in rows
Rose from the mud hit the rack and the black ghost
I got 200 shots in my shows
Pick up the sack and I walk out the back door
Never panic in case they attack
Plus, this Percocet keep me relaxed
Blow the Glock, might get caught in the act
When I'm talkin', they know it's a fact
Yeah gotta thing for my ARP but I'm in love with my Draco
Yeah nigga I let her tote on my ARP depending on how my day go, bitch
Broke hoes yeah I hate those if I know that she going I bait hoes
I'm in the cut getting drunk off añejo
and shot after shot only Benjis I chase those fuck
41 shots to the head, bitch
Yeah, got a thing for my ARP, but I'm in love with my Draco
Yeah, nigga, I let her tote on my ARP depending on how my day go, bitch
Broke hoes, yeah, I hate those
If I know that she goin', I bait hoes
I'm in the cut gettin' drunk off añejo
And shot after shot only Benjis, I chase those, fuck
She only call me when she wanna fuck, so what?
She so blunt, I parked a double R right in the front
She only double hands up out the gun and if she bad enough I hit her from the front
I do what I want nobody tell me nothing someone tryna step I put em in the blunt
Bitch, yeah, on my set any situation I adjust to
I take a trip to your door my brother start kicking down shit like it's kung fu
Like damn, I don't want to tussle
Like a surgeon we rip through the muscle
Can't put trust in nobody around me
These nigga be snitching, D'Angelo Russell
All, all black on they block moving subtle
RB on the left if I click he throw double
Bullets is sticky like gum and if he try to run he get popped like a bubble
Put that beam on his skin like a stubble
And when he see the G then he know he in trouble
30 put em to sleep make him snuggle
Now he in the ground like a shovel, fuck
And if he push up I'm rolling with killers on Brody he done, bitch
How is you losing so many ya members you feel like you won
Back door closed they forgot 'bout the front when we blitz through they shit
I'ma bet you they run
Loafin with bread, I gotta be dumb like I gotta keep me a ...
Fuck nigga I'm good where I go big G I got say so
Everybody got switches and Dracs
Only way I'm impressed when a nigga got bankrolls
I ain't brand new getting this check
I done been in that bitch countin up to the bank closed
18 and Baguette and VS I don't think you can go to an era I ain't froze
80 carats I got em in rows
Rose from the mud hit the rack and the black ghost
I got 200 shots in my shows
Pick up the sack and I walk out the back door
Never panic in case they attack
Plus, this Percocet keep me relaxed
Blow the Glock, might get caught in the act
When I'm talkin', they know it's a fact
Yeah gotta thing for my ARP but I'm in love with my Draco
Yeah nigga I let her tote on my ARP depending on how my day go, bitch
Broke hoes yeah I hate those if I know that she going I bait hoes
I'm in the cut getting drunk off añejo
and shot after shot only Benjis I chase those fuck
