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letra de drag lord - baby jamo

[intro]
(hey tall wall)
(man, on ahk [?] don’t believe this rap sh-t i’m really, i’m really on that)
([?], one of the man done died on ahk i’m just tryna [?] i’m really on that)
(man, on roach)
(on ahk i swear to god i ain’t capping)
(hey, on ahk)
(we don’t even—)
([?] whitez)
([?] i’m really on that) (this a anti beat)
(i’m telling you, aye)
(don’t [?]) (this is petro gang)

[chorus]
n-gga i’m really in them cars, n-gga you could ask the men (hey tall wall, you could ask the men)
n-gga they don’t disrespect tall, n-gga i’m tryna go bend
i’m tryna go bend and i hop out on feet and i’m working that drac’ yelling “long live feet” (i hop out on feet, hey long live feet)
yeah i feel like john cena, n-ggas really can’t see mе
can’t act like i’m [?] evans, n-gga i keep me a wayne pеrry
n-ggas see me on their block with that drac’, n-ggas getting buried
n-gga yeah my gun on semi, n-gga i don’t f-ck with these— they’re scary
ark tell a n-gga don’t call his phone by .62 n-gga it’s dirty

[verse]
ain’t f-cking with jefe my mind be gone and ark be telling me [?] too strong (gone, hey ark)
n-gga i be talking ’bout bending, n-gga i be talking ’bout k!lling need to watch my tone
i real be dragging my nuts i might just spin their block on [?]
n-gga i really be spinning, n-gga i be doing that sh— i’m a drag lord
i’m a motherf-cking vet i gotta hang it up (gotta hang it up)
i done dissed everybody and still ain’t get touched
n-gga i’m riding with [?] with that drac’, going pluck, pluck
they won’t say my name and i keep it on hush
ain’t saying my name but i keep hearing disses
n-gga we ain’t catching no bunk, n-gga i’m hitting that static i think that i’m tripping
and i’m hitting that boom i make him go boom that n-gga ain’t nothing i’ll make him go zoom
yeah he got hit with that drac’, and he still living his ass on the tube
n-gga i went in the store and bought everything that’s f-cking rude
n-gga i ain’t wearing no choo, n-gga i ain’t washed up i ain’t nothing like—
[chorus]
n-gga i’m really in them cars, n-gga you could ask the men (ask my men)
n-gga they don’t disrespect tall, n-gga i’m tryna go bend ([?])
i’m tryna go bend and i hop out on feet and i’m working that drac’ yelling “long live feet” (long live feet)
yeah i feel like john cena, n-ggas really can’t see me (i be working that drac’, on ahk)
can’t act like i’m [?] evans, n-gga i keep me a wayne perry
n-ggas see me on their block with that drac’, n-ggas getting buried
n-gga yeah my gun on semi, n-gga i don’t f-ck with these— they’re scary (boom boom boom)
ark tell a n-gga don’t call his phone by .62 n-gga it’s dirty (let’s go)

[outro]
(hey, hey ark, i need some .62s bro)
(man get your b-tchass on man on ahk that’s what he tell me every time on ahk)
(“when you gone stop?” and i tell him “never” on ahk)

- baby jamo

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