KETAMINE DREAM + WOP 2

Draco on me just a K with the stock out And my niggas gon post on your porch till you pop out Tryna double my cup bring the Old Time and Wok out Chopper bang on your door like Fred when he locked out Hot boy walk with the Glock out f*ck all that talk wanna see how you rock out Take a stroll through your turf if you front you get knocked out He get punched out his shoes on the floor with his socks out Draco on me just a K with the stock out And my niggas gon post on your porch till you pop out Tryna double my cup bring the Old Time and Wok out Chopper bang on your door like Fred when he locked out Pop 2 tabs now I'm gone with the demons You can't ride in this car you ain't holding no heater Pour a 8 of the Wok in a liter I'm leaning Said he took some' from me then he had to be dreaming Way the nigga was looking he had to be scheming Nigga thinking he tough put his brain on the cement Niggas pussy they lame and I mean it Six Deuce Harvard the gang that I be with Niggas broke and they mad ha that shit is sad Hop in the whip and I'm doing the dash talk tough we gon get on your ass You don't get no pussy you paying to smash I don't do consignment I'm paying in cash You got a gram tryna make that shit last I got a P tryna roll up a bat Slid on her gram cuz her ass looking fat f*ck bout your man cuz that nigga rat Point blank range blow your heart out your back I just popped me a tab I ain't finna relax Wanna be enemies? kidding me Know I'm a demon could tell by my energy Fucked her to death made the bitch bring her friend to me Gang 50 deep 100 arms like a centipede Niggas is scared so they tryna get rid of me Stunt like Knievel no doctor I'm Evil you can't be my mini me Niggas want static but back in the days niggas wanted to be gang man You gotta be shitting me Hot boy walk with the Glock out f*ck all that talk wanna see how you rock out Take a stroll through your turf if you front you get knocked out He get punched out his shoes on the floor with his socks out Draco on me just a K with the stock out And my niggas gon post on your porch till you pop out Tryna double my cup bring the Old Time and Wok out Chopper bang on your door like Fred when he locked out Pop 2 tabs now I'm gone with the demons You can't ride in this car you ain't holding no heater Pour a 8 of the Wok in a liter I'm leaning Said he took some' from me then he had to be dreaming Way the nigga was looking he had to be scheming Nigga thinking he tough put his brain on the cement Niggas pussy they lame and I mean it Six Deuce Harvard the gang that I be with Niggas broke and they mad ha