Big Drake

(Stribb on the beat) yeah, go Turn my vocals up some more ayy, yeah Ayy You know big Drac' flip cars and shit Switchblade, rip off they bra on a bitch Temp fade, linin' him up with the stick Kim K reminded me of my lil' bitch Ayy, say Backdoor sleazy, this shit too easy Ayy, ayy, Caribbean We leavin' just for the weekend I was Shady Baby piecin' I'll never treason red key But no ignition for to put the keys in Pop that Perc' and click my heels I'm in the trap spot Yeah, ayy, them labels don't Know shit about you, You ain't that hot Big Boss C4, same old back block Take away from all the haves Give it to the have nots I broke down all the halves I can't fall, I'll probably scab Make them birdies take a bath Ayy, Percocet 30, take a half Addy 30, take a half I mix the potion, science, math Math 'cause I need that paper up front Free baby bro out the joint I done locked in for months now All the runts runnin' 'round Nigga talk crazy 'bout this Shady 1080 gun him down I'm the pound man, I front a pound The frontrunner, run the town I was a runner, but I run it now They tryna recreate my sound I'm in love with the fuckin' rubber Bands I got wrapped around Ayy, she was comin', but I had other plans So I backed her down f*ck the sheriff But it's a new Big Back in town Yeah, I'm not caring These bitches gon' be back around Peep out the door like "Has the bitch left yet?" why you upset? I'm Big Backdoor, I cut the check I send this Wock' cut, ayy I'ma let this chopper cut his neck Got five thousand Percocets It's fentanyl in that All these bitches call me King, nigga, they kneel, At that And these bitches go out to eat Make sure they bill correct Big Boss Backdoor, delete these niggas Kill the set Yeah, I was just callin' shit like Belicheck High as f*ck, I teleported here I'm teleportin' back Wockhardt, I don't drink no Fuckin' beer, bitch, The f*ck is that? Told the bitch to count all this pape' Put it all in stacks Bitch, might as well call this a Date 'cause I'm fuckin' next They say, "4, you got shit in a chokehold Snap they neck" Ayy, for niggas that think that I won't do it, nigga, Place your bet All the hard times, I went through it You can't take me back I start shootin', hit the deck Section 8 like VL Deck Come around me, you'll need your TEC This shit get technical Bitch, you fall, then I'm not catchin' you Load it up, cock back the tool Spin back to back, he made the news Know what they say God only watch the babies and the fools But I stomped his face In fuckin' Gucci shoes, 4 You know big Drac' flip cars and shit Switchblade, rip off they bra on a bitch Temp fade, linin' him up with the stick Kim K reminded me of my lil' bitch