Wp drako - Burberry Lyrics

Aye, aye, uh
Dem are really heatin' up
Aye, Trako, Trako
Aye, aye, aye, uh

Aye, aye, aye, aye
Ayie, bitch
I was chillin' with shordee now she in the past tense
F*cking her sister, she doin' the back bend

Been counting the bands, I was stacking the racks
Rolling the wood and whipping the Vans
Draco on the track, these bitch niggas mad
When I roll the wood, I roll it so fat

Somethin' like gravy, it's somethin' like xan
Pop me a perk, pop me a tab
X is so good that it got me mad
Do me a line, then I go really fast

Been so bad, I haven't attacked
Draco so strong, it has a kickback
Drum on the chop, switch on the Glock
If he a op, the ruger go pop

He tried to run, his body still drop
I paid a bitch, her ass still rocks
Lean so good that I call it walk
Bitch so mad, I might have to walk

No tay k seran wrap the opps
Smoke me a pack, think I'm finna nod
These niggas went mad, I'm f*ckin' their thots
This bitch was trippin', so I f*cked her hard

He claimed he outside, but we on his block
WP, I'm not finna stop
Scrapo for L, that's down till I rot
Seventeen on the chest for the niggas I pop

With fent the Glock, the chopper in such
Put niggas in wakes, they don't wait when they rock
Ayy, ayy, scrapple
Ayy, ayy, yeah