Lyrics Intro - Drag-On

Intro

Hey, yeah, uh
It’s a party over there, nah
It’s a party over here, yeah
Fuck that bullshit.
I ain’t no Peter Piper, but I’ll pay Peter to pipe ya
Cause they got me by the balls;
and I can’t risk it all
Up in the Jamaican spot, biscuit out and friskin all
Rudebwoy don’t make me bloodclaat lick off
Me not the one you wan' take off, see and
Don’t be brave, show me the safe and you’ll be safe, see and
Cooperative… shit smart man
Blaow blaow!
Shoulda been like that from the start man
Custom made truck, pop the trunk it’s all wires
23-inch, all rims, no tires
Gritty motherfucker, Feds can’t touch us
Got 'em all conceited, the way we leave 'em stuck up
Nigga, I +R&B+ niggaz like Usher
That stand for 'Rob & Bang' niggaz once the R rush ya
My heart ain’t pumpin, no pressure
The way we run up on you niggaz like your parents, and undress ya
It don’t matter what I go through
Double-R's my, life
And when shit just, ain’t, lookin good
I’ma m