Pressa

Dracula
I used to try to hear them out It never really added up They don't know I murder shit Young nigga from Canada I get 'em gone for the free, free Don't need to drop bags, naw Stay with a demon like Dracula Stay with a demon like Dracula Got a quarter million in jewelry And niggas ain't staining shit He ain't come outside in 2-4 hours we still wait for him He seen niggas jump out the car but it's too late for him That nigga Sizzlac dead plus he a rat niggas still praising him Every single Wass around me has got a buss down I hang with Somali niggas, hoyatha wuss now Bitch, I hit that gas every time I put my foot down I come from the trap house Sleeping on trap couches I'm from that trap house I'm from that trap house I'm from that trap house These bullets lash out and push his head back Mr. Trap house He turn around we tear his back off 300 for a hunnid pounds of gas route Bitch Diamonds dancing see jewelry nasty back to Miami Letras de cancionesSlatty in the taxi breaking the pantry Wild boy in the wildly and in all telly's Counting mayor cheese and counting my niggas into the family Count up the hunnids and go I got no love I can't fuck with you niggas I hop in a foreign and push it to the limit My cup a lil' muddy I'm sippin' on tinted My niggas with me they know Pressa gon' flip up the foreign Got bricks in the cut for the bag I'ma get it They know how we do for the bag I'ma spend it I got my niggas at south side run a mission we did it in no time I got my goon from the north side front a pack and he did it no co-sign Talk about get it you see how we living You know that we spend it and get this shit back Pull up on Haitians my niggas'll get you I don't gotta say that shit been a fact There was the days I was stuck in the back Pocket was empty I move for the cheque Pocket was empty I flexed up the racks I hit the stages and they cut me a cheque Now she wanna fuck with no strings attached I got them diamonds they flash on my neck Know what I do for the gang that I rep I want the money don't care about respect I got my niggas at south side run a mission we did it in no time I got my goon from the north side front a pack and he did it no co-sign Talk about get it you see how we living You know that we spend it and get this shit back Pull up on Haitians my niggas'll get you I don't gotta say that shit been a fact From Letras Mania