Kid Rose - no discussion

Nah Fr
Y'all niggas better stay out the way
The only place that's safe

Just bought a drum for my Draco
What you do that for
I hope for nothing
But if a nigga play it's no discussion
Dive in that water
Take that chance
Just know the repercussions
I be tripping when I geek
Feel like the reaper coming

I jumped off that porch
I was just a youngin'
I aint know shit bout the streets
But I knew I was gone get some money
(?) with that (?) shit on me
Like its nothing
Blow them tens and twenties
Stack Them fiftys and one hundreds
And I be all around the globe
I'm a real road runner
Them niggas blowing up my phone
I got them low numbers
Don't be asking where I'm at
Like you my hoe or some
Just send that skirt and that check
And you got loads coming

Just bought a drum for my Draco
What you do that for
I hope for nothing
But if a nigga play its no discussion
Dive in that water
Take that chance
Just know the repercussions
I be tripping when I geek
Feel like the reaper coming

Where I from its pistol playing
A lot of choppa bussing
I know a nigga who bang blood
But he stepped on his cousin
Pain make hearts (?)
But eat percs by the dozen
Young nigga driving the trap
Feel like nobody love em
That's why I keep that pole
My eyes be on the road
My day one nigga my try
And hit me with that crossover
My bitch my try to flip me
I know that shit get tempting
But if a nigga play
Gone be a scary ending

Gone be a scary ending
Gone be a scary ending
Gone be a scary ending

Just bought a drum for my Draco
What you do that for
I hope for nothing
But if a nigga play its no discussion
Just bought a drum for my Draco
What you do that for
(What you do that for?!)

Just bought a drum for my Draco
What you do that for
Main bitch hitting my phone
She like who that hoe
Know we paranoid
You better be moving slow
Hit a nigga out the shotty
Like he Julio
Hit your bitch from the back
Cause I know you don't
I hit that pussy she say that you pussy
Boy I know you won't
All these niggas acting just like bitches
Boy what's going on
Real money moves
Can't talk drama on this mobile phone
Feel like Trae Young when I'm in my zone
Play and we gone hawk em
Close range leave a mess
Niggas had to mop em
We take all the drugs no doctors
Know that niggas medicated
Since a young boy kept my choppa
You know we ain't never hated
Bought a drum for my Draco
I'm from clayco I got say so
Bad bitch so nasty
Paint her face I giver makeover
I feel just Jay-Z boy
It's bout to be a takeover
Told her it's my birthday
Bring that cake over
You know its no discussion
But its repercussion
Choppa leave em red in the face
Look like he blushing
Shooter pull up game Curry
Nigga know it's nothing
Know that shit going down
If I push a button
Just bought a drum for my Draco
What you do that for
I hope for nothing
But if a nigga play it's no discussion
New gas pack touched down
Know its musty
Niggas real deal clowns boy
I call em Krusty
I been sipping on Wockheart
Not robitussin
Whole hood got my back boy
I know I'm trusted
You a real deal rat nigga
Know you busted
Had that blick how long
And ain't never bust it

Just bought a drum for my Draco
What you do that for
I hope for nothing
But if a nigga play it's no discussion

Just bought a drum for my Draco
What you do that for
I hope for nothing
But if a nigga play it's no discussion

Written by:
Jabbar Brown, Juwon Lee, Luxton Park, Noel Pagan, Wayman Barrow

Publisher:
Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid, Songtrust Ave, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.

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