887 Sinatra - Draymond's

Lost my lil nigga I ain't grieving right
Swallowing these pill I don't sleep at night
Crash wanna cuff us
Hoes use to bag on us
Now they see the bag on us
Now they wanna fuck us
Nigga's sag lost brothers
Crack epidemic nigga we done lost mothers
Due to the grind nigga we done lost summers
Loose hoes lost rubbers
Got adopted by the white
Thank god for Phillip Drummond
Different strokes on these hoes
Flush rubber do the zip up
Getting bandz on the pick up
Squabble gotta keep ya chin up
"What you talking bout willis"?
Ain't no swimming in the jungle
We gone die for the utmost
Respect around here is when you ball and don't fumble
Disrespect to the peers who got caught and told the truth
But you lying to the bitch like you the boogie man. Woo
Nigga's sipping all this lean got you niggas growing boobs
Pull ya skirt down betty boop

Backseat back shot fucking hoes like a mason
Pill Cosby on these hoes, bitch you thizz I ain't paying
Slap the fuck out yo face tell a bitch I ain't playing
Blue strip's and the Draymond's
Strips and the Draymond's
Blue strip's and the Draymond's
I need strip's and the Draymond's
Strip's and the Draymond's
I need strip's and the Draymond's
Blue strip's and the Draymond's
Strip's and the Draymond's
Niggas loud like a bitch when her boyfriend cheating
Boy you loud like the bitch when her boyfriend bleeding
Curled up in the street ya boyfriend soul leaving
Niggas still tryna fade, Stop screaming what you need
I was in the whip speeding getting front seat top
Fucking bitches like a mason 2 hoes door locked
Boy I'm good on the turn you ain't even tryna visit
40 got my pants hanging like i shitted my britches
Man a bitch will get you killed thats the way i think
Niggas paying for yo pussy well bitch I ain't
Got a light skin bitch but her pussy all black
Lil ass shot on her but her thighs don't match
Yea bitch, doggy style was my favorite position
Then i switched it, dead shit then got on some head shit
She said if she give me head i'ma fall in love
She wasn't wavy with her mouth like she thought she was
Backseat back shot fucking hoes like a mason
Pill Cosby on these hoes, bitch you thizz I ain't paying
Slap the fuck out yo face tell a bitch I ain't playing
Blue strip's and the Draymond's
Strips and the Draymond's
Blue strip's and the Draymond's
I need strip's and the Draymond's
Strip's and the Draymond's
I need strip's and the Draymond's
Blue strip's and the Draymond's
Strip's and the Draymond's

Written by:
Brian Carmena

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