DreLon - 2wo Headed Snake (feat. DrickaLane) Lyrics

I'm mixing it up like a scientist
I'm upping my stick about the slightest shit
Just bought a new gun Ima silence it
Your bitch ride the dick like a cyclist
You getting straight pilled like a Vicodin
I'm not tryna get into violence
Skirt off with your shirt looking violent
Scootah pop pills like they vitamins
Them hoes wanna fucc then invite em in
She getting straight dick call it dieting
Free smoke we extorting environments
Them Gunnas got shootahs retiring
You spoke on my name to a thottie bitch
Then cap to my face I'm inspiring
If we gun you down you can't lie again
You riding my wave just to try to win
Got burnt by the eye like a sty & shit
If he lose his life now I'm buying shit
Y'all made me a snake so I'm true to this
I can't look back bitch I'm doing this
This shit not a threat or a f*ckin diss
But we triple cross on some dirty shit
That Glock spitting fast like it's swerv & shit
That 30 gon rip on some curry shit
Put your name on a shirt like a jersey
We wet dat boy up on some thirst shit
Cold hearted not showing no mercy bitch
We taxing for verses them f*cking hits
She reach for the dick it's a bigger clip
We got bigger trips with the best of grip

I push up on Corey for new clips
I need me about a 30 bitch
I gotta go spray on some f*ck niggas
I heard they was sneak dissin talking shit
These niggas don't f*ck with Drick Nahh
Cause I'm coming 30 deep
Play with yo mama not me
Play with yo daddy not me
I stay with that muf*ckin heat
You don't wanna take it to streets
Bitch I keep it on me
Youn wanna radial wit me
We can get in them sheets doe
You can come home for me doe
You can suck on this meat lil hoe
You can bring all da beef to Ericka doe

Make a nigga chill with the piece call it meditation
Niggas can't go to my destination
Nigga calm down why you steady hating relax relax
Smoking onna gas yeah they digg the fragrance
Hol On Lemme Bring It Back
Make a nigga chill with the piece call it meditation
Niggas can't go to my destination
Niggas calm down why you steady hating
Smoking onna gas yeah they digg the fragrance

Smoking onna gas keep me elevated
F*cking on ya bitch I got her legs bent ere ere ere ere
Smoking on ya shit that you paid last rent
Got all these bands
And I Got all these xans
I sell all these bitches
I sell out these shows
I make these bitches they take off they clothes
They showing they titties for me
My bro pull out they teeth
That's gold just believe
We stay 14 carrots
No stamp
These bitches wanna f*ck
We had em onna beach
They was drunk as a f*ck
We pull up in blue red
Everything Bentley truck
We don't give a f*ck
They disrespect me
I let em meet trez
And I put that onna gang
And I put that on my dead bros
We gon beat everybody ass
And they gone get peter rolled
Whoooop
Take yo chain
I'll rape yo mama
And make sure she feel all yo pain
Stupid ass bitch
And I'm still onna run hoe GUNNA