In other news, renowned artist Aco Draco made headlines earlier today
Following a heated encounter with critics in downtown Denver
The outspoken artist, never one to shy away from controversy
Reportedly told the assembled group of reviewers that they
All smelled horrible and advised them to suck his dick from the back
Upgraded
To a bigger safe
I need more money baby
I don't need a bae
I don't like f*ckin
I just want the face
Racing to the money baby i am never late
But if we got a problem you gone have to deal with 8
Niggas on yo block we taking food up off yo plate
Make a call then they take you out this is not a date
She just called me sweet cause she love the way i taste
I heard these niggas copy me
And thats okay
Only one of me
And baby yeah i'm him
If you don't really love me just lie to me,
No honestly
I cross my i's and dot my T's
Hypotheses
On why the f*ck is he so f*ckin blessed cause he aint even sneeze
Logically, my steez would have the realest copping pleas
No honestly and
Everything i really touch is gold
And i was f*ckin with her till i made them eyes roll
Big body beam
Rolls royce ghost
Hit the gas and this bitch do the most
Yeah that shit goin vroom
Got it in all black just like my glock I let it boom
When the opps die I send the guys to raid they tombs
Spread the ashes to my L's watch them bitches bloom
May 8th 98 momma birthed a goat
Mad man big waves bitch i need a boat
Big baraki in my pockie like i'm shooting bombs
Keep a wonder weapon like a ray gun
Then we sliding hitting everything with protons
She not in the streets i fold her like a futon
I'm only good on the green like a crouton
Baby i need bread
Baby i need mo
Stacked it real tall from the ceilings to the flow
I was down for a minute doubled up got mo
I was down for a minute doubled up got mo
Upgraded
To a bigger safe
Mo money baby
I don't need a bae
Don't like f*ckin
Baby i just want the face
Racing to the money i am never late
Aco Draco - Ray Gun Lyrics
Aco Draco - Ray Gun Lyrics
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In other news, renowned artist Aco Draco made headlines earlier today
Following a heated encounter with critics in downtown Denver
The outspoken artist, never one to shy away from controversy
Reportedly told the assembled group of reviewers that they
All smelled horrible and advised them to suck his dick from the back
Upgraded
To a bigger safe
I need more money baby
I don't need a bae
I don't like f*ckin
I just want the face
Racing to the money baby i am never late
But if we got a problem you gone have to deal with 8
Niggas on yo block we taking food up off yo plate
Make a call then they take you out this is not a date
She just called me sweet cause she love the way i taste
I heard these niggas copy me
And thats okay
Only one of me
And baby yeah i'm him
If you don't really love me just lie to me,
No honestly
I cross my i's and dot my T's
Hypotheses
On why the f*ck is he so f*ckin blessed cause he aint even sneeze
Logically, my steez would have the realest copping pleas
No honestly and
Everything i really touch is gold
And i was f*ckin with her till i made them eyes roll
Big body beam
Rolls royce ghost
Hit the gas and this bitch do the most
Yeah that shit goin vroom
Got it in all black just like my glock I let it boom
When the opps die I send the guys to raid they tombs
Spread the ashes to my L's watch them bitches bloom
May 8th 98 momma birthed a goat
Mad man big waves bitch i need a boat
Big baraki in my pockie like i'm shooting bombs
Keep a wonder weapon like a ray gun
Then we sliding hitting everything with protons
She not in the streets i fold her like a futon
I'm only good on the green like a crouton
Baby i need bread
Baby i need mo
Stacked it real tall from the ceilings to the flow
I was down for a minute doubled up got mo
I was down for a minute doubled up got mo
Upgraded
To a bigger safe
Mo money baby
I don't need a bae
Don't like f*ckin
Baby i just want the face
Racing to the money i am never late
Following a heated encounter with critics in downtown Denver
The outspoken artist, never one to shy away from controversy
Reportedly told the assembled group of reviewers that they
All smelled horrible and advised them to suck his dick from the back
Upgraded
To a bigger safe
I need more money baby
I don't need a bae
I don't like f*ckin
I just want the face
Racing to the money baby i am never late
But if we got a problem you gone have to deal with 8
Niggas on yo block we taking food up off yo plate
Make a call then they take you out this is not a date
She just called me sweet cause she love the way i taste
I heard these niggas copy me
And thats okay
Only one of me
And baby yeah i'm him
If you don't really love me just lie to me,
No honestly
I cross my i's and dot my T's
Hypotheses
On why the f*ck is he so f*ckin blessed cause he aint even sneeze
Logically, my steez would have the realest copping pleas
No honestly and
Everything i really touch is gold
And i was f*ckin with her till i made them eyes roll
Big body beam
Rolls royce ghost
Hit the gas and this bitch do the most
Yeah that shit goin vroom
Got it in all black just like my glock I let it boom
When the opps die I send the guys to raid they tombs
Spread the ashes to my L's watch them bitches bloom
May 8th 98 momma birthed a goat
Mad man big waves bitch i need a boat
Big baraki in my pockie like i'm shooting bombs
Keep a wonder weapon like a ray gun
Then we sliding hitting everything with protons
She not in the streets i fold her like a futon
I'm only good on the green like a crouton
Baby i need bread
Baby i need mo
Stacked it real tall from the ceilings to the flow
I was down for a minute doubled up got mo
I was down for a minute doubled up got mo
Upgraded
To a bigger safe
Mo money baby
I don't need a bae
Don't like f*ckin
Baby i just want the face
Racing to the money i am never late
Writer: Joshua LaTour
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid