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indra - grand dragon lyrics

im off the thraxx, im in my bag, buss down just to level the heat
im at the bank, counting the cash, break bread, got the whole team to eat
f+ck it, i know some n+ggas who hate me, thing about it, is they cannot compete
f+ck it, imma just ride with the winners, feeling dizzy when we cruising the streets

and im puffing hard, heard he gone lurk, so i stay on guard, uh
i might drip goyard, zooming through laps, race through nascar
and im not gonna stop, til im tip toe top, b+tch i cannot flop, lil b+tch im lit
told her kick rocks, can’t f+ck with a thot, watch out for the opps, lil b+tch im lit

she said im stuck in my ways, big stepping til the end of my days
feel like madden how im cooking up plays, gelato got me stuck in a daze, aye
he talking sh+t on the gram, posted up, make a call to the clan
drop the addy, we pop out with a plan, pray to god that my forty dont jam, aye

i dont flip bricks, that sh+t ain’t for me
but i know some n+ggas who flip cause they have to
told them lets eat, lets get out the streets
we tryna be kings so lets get to that castle

i got the mind, the focus, knowledge to back it
i got this life on lock
and i realized theres so many benjamins
thats why i started investing in stocks

he try to take my bands, imma make him dance, and i put that on god
dont give a f+ck bout a b+tch, i wanna get rich, and i put that on god
im bout to prove im next, b+tch i never sweat, and i put that on god
told them, im never pressed, imma show im the best, and i put that on god
im off the thraxx, im in my bag, buss down just to level the heat
im at the bank, counting the cash, break bread, got the whole team to eat
f+ck it, i know some n+ggas who hate me, thing about it, is they cannot compete
f+ck it, imma just ride with the winners, feeling dizzy when we cruising the streets

he is the type of n+gga to f+ck onna b+tch
who already f+cked on the team
i am the type of n+gga, to pass onna b+tch
if she ain’t got no self esteem

he is the type of n+gga, to gather a check
and blow that sh+t all in one night
i am the type of n+gga to gather my checks
and then double, and fly like a kite

i hop in that benz, said f+ck any friends
not cool with these n+ggas cause i can’t pretend
im the counting benjis, im looking at trends
but thats what these n+ggas can’t comprehend

he want the smoke, i told that boy go for it
he blow his cash, got nothing to show for it
heard she a hoe, and that she gone blow for it
but i can’t go, these b+tches be so boring
n+gga try and stop my block, imma get my glock and i put that on god
he talking real real hot, get his ass with the mop, and i put that on god
i can’t hold all the bands, putting racks in the pants, and i put that on god
imma just flex while i can, need my racks in advance and i put that on god

im off the thraxx, im in my bag, buss down just to level the heat
im at the bank, counting the cash, break bread, got the whole team to eat
f+ck it, i know some n+ggas who hate me, thing about it, is they cannot compete
f+ck it, imma just ride with the winners, feeling dizzy when we cruising the streets

- indra lyrics

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