kenny mason - dracula lyrics
[intro: kenny mason & smokey robinson]
while rapping about the woman
who would share our future lives
we both painted a picture that is you
so, i’m just a— (coupe)
ayy, ayy, ayy, uh, yeah
ayy, ayy, ayy, yeah
ayy, ayy, ayy, yeah
ayy, ayy, ayy, yeah
[verse 1]
back in the 3
believe it or not, we see yo’ lil’ shots, we know you’re like shaq at the three
my n+gga with mops’ll clean up your block, like spectacular d
get the sack and then leave, stacking up racks to my t++th
ride with a tactical strap in my jeans, i’m a dracula with platinum t++th
i’m from the danger zone, most of these n+ggas can’t claim a zone (ayy)
i put some bangers on, i always saw ’em as angels though (three)
n+ggas’ll play a role and feel a way when you don’t play along
i know that leaving a lame a loan is dangerous, gotta leave lames alone
n+gga what’s goin’? i just got the show in, a shoe+in for blowing, i’m blowing a bag
i’ve been recordin’ sh+t later than conan, they know where i’m goin’ and know that it’s fast
follow my heart, i’m regarded by all as the hardest new artist, i started the path
i let a model ho squat at the pad, f+ck with the squad and you want get a pass (bah)
[chorus]
might send a blitz to tackle somebody, i got expensive zap on my body
i don’t do sh+t but handle money, i don’t want sh+t but bags of money, yeah (shh)
i don’t want sh+t but bags of money, yeah (shh)
i don’t want sh+t but bags of money
might send a blitz to tackle somebody, i got expensive zap on my body
i don’t do sh+t but handle money, i don’t want sh+t but bags of money, yeah (shh)
i don’t want sh+t but bags of money, yeah (shh)
i don’t want sh+t but bags of money
[verse 2]
i don’t want sh+t but the cream of the crop
picture lil’ me in a seat at the top but leave it uncropped
show ’em the mud, the seed of the crop precedin’ the guap
made a receipt off deceiving the cops, barrel breathin’ from the heat of the glock
heat up the night with needles and rocks, minecraft n+ggas beating the block
mind lag, put the bean with the wok’, i ain’t have to put a key in the car (ayy)
seein’ a loss and seein’ the cost to bein’ the boss is a bee and a wasp
now it’s just your b+tch and me at the loft, no doug e. fresh but i’m (puh+choo+choo+choo, puh+choo+choo+choo)
no doug e. fresh but i’m beating the box, push up two fingers and finger the walls
i’m just bruce lee with some locs’ (i told that p+ssy, “be like water”)
i crouch in that tiger, i hit with my dragon, i’m counting up none but bluefaces like drakken
i’m feeding a eater, she’s sniffing and gagging, i clean the two+seater right after the action
i know what to do and i do what i know, and i know what to do if these n+ggas want action, i —
[chorus]
might send a blitz to tackle somebody, i got expensive zap on my body
i don’t do sh+t but handle money, i don’t want sh+t but bags of money, yeah (shh)
i don’t want sh+t but bags of money, yeah (shh)
i don’t want sh+t but bags of money
might send a blitz to tackle somebody, i got expensive zap on my body
i don’t do sh+t but handle money, i don’t want sh+t but bags of money, yeah (shh)
i don’t want sh+t but bags of money, yeah (shh)
i don’t want sh+t but bags of money
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