DrekkoTwoTimes - Baccdoe Operation

Bumpdown with a switch we trying hit it all yall
Blocked the bitch now she blowin' my phone up text now numbers all in my call log
Niggas dickriding like they know us Bacccdoe come through kick the doors off
Sipping cough syrup bet I won't cough
Freak bitch pulled down on me no draws

Five-five-six for to take his face off
Trackhawk get low watch it take off
Pour the soda out sip the drink raw
50-50 splits doing bank fraud

If the bitch that Im with like a picture she ain't mine
Fucking an opp nigga bitch on FaceTime
It's just me and BabyDee with two sodas and eight lines
Four deep in the studio with eight irons

Bumpdown with a switch we trying hit it all yall
Blocked the bitch now she blowin' my phone up text now numbers all in my call log
Niggas dickriding like they know us Bacccdoe come through kick the doors off
Sippin cough syrup bet I won't cough
Freak bitch pulled down on me no draws

Pop my Erk in the stu nigga I'm sipping on mud
Gotta chop in the scat posted up in the hood
I'm sipping on Wock throwing ones in the club
Gotta big booty bitch trying do me sumn
Take her back to the bros and she trying have fun
Bitch ate dick so long she couldn't eat lunch
When you catch a opp lacking swear that shit be fun

All of my opps be broke aint got no funds
Nigga be stealing the drip I got so many sons
Hop out like the president fresh as a peppermint bulletproof truck and so many guns
Bitch im from Bama I feel like an elephant pullup foreign trunk in the front
I got shawty open she told me she celibate
That's just how it is well you having something
I ain't have nothing now I got a lot
Pockets was slim but now they got knots
Dont say you gone do something if you know that you not
Right now I feel like Embiid i'm controlling the block
Why would you ask for a bag lil baby you know you a thot
My wrist just like a mountain got so many rocks
Touching my chain like a stove when it's hot
Burn your ass bad with a brand new Glock

Bumpout the scat hitting two different fullys
Swing the chop over the hood like this shit was a movie
Walkdown gang we don't play we some bullies
Don't get slimed out telling hoes we into it
Pillow talking we don't do it
Say its smoke then let's do it
Hop out flllt hit the crowd
Hop in the cat let's get this shit moving
Just called the plug he finna send them bows
Just hit Drekko he was talking about a show
All about the backend we hitting the road
Shit getting old niggas stealing my flow
We the reason y'all don't post up at that store
But we had to chillout cause the feds tapping phones
This A blrrr with a flllt Making niggas get low

Aye watch that nigga wtf is he on
I was in a rush to a play and I grabbed my cup but I left my gun at home
Opp bitch think she slick trying send my drop out she need another phone
Opp niggas said what BabyDee I always bust my fye
Opp nigga said what BabyDee gone put your ass in the sky
I walkdown on that drill one of you niggas is bound to die
Feel like baby Drill for real I'm a rich ass rapper still gone slide

Written by:
Detronn Alston, Xavier Monds

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