letra de drac - fuktokyo!
leave me alone
[taaijo: intro]
(this taaijo, you rocking with summer sixteen, b-tch ass n-gga)
[f-ktokyo!: chorus]
i just got that drac, b-tch, i just got that drac
you ain’t see my face, b-tch, you ain’t see my face
no features on my tape, b-tch, no, h-ll no way
crashout, fell for that bait, b-tch, i ain’t been the same
talk up on my name, b-tch, yeah, your ass gon’ die
yeah, i’m on the tour bus, chilling with mahj and phy
fine sh-t hit my phone, but i’m scared, i don’t reply
you ain’t hit no band, b-tch, tell him stop that trying
you turned to a fan, b-tch, don’t know why you still buying
i sip on that actavis, that lean, f-ck no wine
lying ’bout your placements, boy just stop that lying
i ain’t even say sh-t, this weed got me fried
[f-ktokyo!: verse 1]
i stay posted on cord, yuh
b-tch said i got aura
f-ck my ex b-tch, i ain’t even take her to places, bora bora
me and my twin be hittin’ that dopе, me and mahj, we motherf-ckin’ scorе it up
n-gga ain’t have no act’, have no wock’, you cannot pour it up
can’t see your location
f-cked seeing faces
g-got me f-cked up, i’m not paying
lightskin with a fat ass, know she blasian
b-tches know i been about my bag, n-gga, stop playing
i ain’t even trust the b-tch, didn’t even think that we would last
geeked up out my body everyday, she asked me why i lag
i been tryna get up off my ass, get that f-cking bag
n-ggas gay, they turning into drags, ain’t no problem ’bout that
tell him get his own sh-t
in the striker, n-ggas think i’m bumping lone sh-t
mix the wock’ up with the act’, i’m sipping potion
on my d-ck, get your own sh-t
[f-ktokyo!: chorus]
i just got that drac, b-tch, i just got that drac
you ain’t see my face, b-tch, you ain’t see my face
no features on my tape, b-tch, no, h-ll no way
crashout, fell for that bait, b-tch, i ain’t been the same
talk up on my name, b-tch, yeah, your ass gon’ die
yeah, i’m on the tour bus, chilling with mahj and phy
fine sh-t hit my phone, but i’m scared, i don’t reply
you ain’t hit no band, b-tch, tell him stop that trying
you turned to a fan, b-tch, don’t know why you still buying
i sip on that actavis, that lean, f-ck no wine
lying ’bout your placements, boy just stop that lying
i ain’t even say sh-t, this weed got me fried
[liaa: outro]
boy, i’m starting to get sick, you studs
be a f-cking lady
stop texting my phone talking about some “yo”
who the f-ck do you think i am, b-tch?
you better text my phone talking about some
“h-llo, my beautiful queen”
that’s more like it
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