Lyrics I Got To - DRAKO

I Got To

One nigga, one chopper, one clip, a hundred rounds in that bitch
Pull up, hop out, pop pop pop, pop, pop, let it spit
Jump back in the whip, smash off, leave the scene ASAP
Hit the corner fishtailin', run the light, bust a right, tote the strap
Flyin' down 85, grippin' grain, switchin' lanes, side to side
Amped up, piped up in that bitch, throwin' up West Side
2Pac, outlaw, thug life, low life, low life
Grab my dick, talk shit, hit the weed, blow the smoke, roll the dice
Old school heavy Chevy, big motor, four-fifty-four in it
Shift kit, chrome pipes, turbo boost, oak, dashboard digi'
One time, fuck them, duck them, dodge them, run for it
Run for it, cracker tryna send me back to prison, I ain’t goin' for it
Street nigga, bankroll, court house, shoot it out, brown nigga
Before I do another day in prison I’d rather motherfuckin' die nigga
Shoot it out, John Wayne, bang bang, gun play, gun play
Broad day, any time of the day, I’ll let AK spray
I’ma always get money, nigga, I got to (I got to)
I’ma always keep it one hundred, I got to (I got to)
I’ma always keep two cups, I got to (I got two)
I’ma always fuck a bad bitch 'cause I got to (I got to)
I’ma always smoke good, nigga, I got to (I got to)
I’ma always keep it hood, nigga, I got to (I got to)
I’ma always be a trap nigga, I got to (I got to)
I’ma always keep a strap, nigga, I got to
Anna Mae in the junk, take a funk, beat it like Ike Turner
Hit it hard until it lock, then take the Pyrex pot off the burner
Let it sit 'til it dry, take a razor, cut it like OT
Bag it up, fifty packs, got the trap boomin' like a Yoaksta beat
Money comin', money flowin', money countin', count the money, add it up
I’m countin' all of this paper up, my finger don’t got the paper cut
Racked up, sacked up, Saks Fifth, LA, Melrose
Chop a suite, 20 G’s, I just dropped it like it’s too hot to hold
Me and Yo, VIP, KOD, can’t forget Compound
Magic City, Déjà Vu, Rolex, no flex, it’s goin' down
Pull up, hop out, high as fuck, smellin' like a whole pound
Back then they ain’t want me, now these bitches all on my dick now
Pop a xan, pop a model, pop a band and throw the money on a bitch
Watch she pussy poppin' on the stage, tryna show me what she workin' with
Throw the money, blow the money, you can fuck the money when it’s comin' back
to back
I’ma fuck it up and bet I get it back
I’ma count it up and throw it in a bag
I’ma always get money, nigga, I got to (I got to)
I’ma always keep it one hundred, I got to (I got to)
I’ma always keep two cups, I got to (I got two)
I’ma always fuck a bad bitch 'cause I got to (I got to)
I’ma always smoke good, nigga, I got to (I got to)
I’ma always keep it hood, nigga, I got to (I got to)
I’ma always be a trap nigga, I got to (I got to)
I’ma always keep a strap, nigga, I got to
Got a new plug in California, nigga
Get the Cali bud by the bundle, nigga
One blunt of this cost a hundred, nigga
So you know the spot doin' numbers, nigga
I’ma fuck the city up this summer, nigga
Get the coke and beat it like a drummer, nigga
Take a fork and scrape it like an armor, nigga
I’ma flood the city, fuck a plumber, nigga
Comma after fuckin' comma, nigga
Know a nigga creepin', on the come-up, nigga
Keep a llama tucked inside the bomber, nigga
Never know when I might have to slump a nigga
Hit a nigga ass with that pow pow
Cut his life short like Bow Wow
Way before Dirty Nick, bitch
I had the cannon with me, I was runnin' wild
Keep two K’s like Kay-Kay
Keep a duck duck, that’s on duct tape
Like a duct tape when I home invade
Make a pussy nigga open up the safe
I’ll do a fuck nigga dirty
Hit a nigga ass with the whole thirty
Hit his ass in his top and back
Flip his ass like a thirty mag
Yellow tape, white chalk, that’s a dead body on the sidewalk
Comin' at me with the side talk, I’ll knock a nigga whole side off
I’m gettin' money, poppin' big shit
Gettin' money, poppin' rich shit
Plug fronted me an extra brick
So a nigga poppin' on some extra shit
I’ma always get money, nigga, I got to (I got to)
I’ma always keep it one hundred, I got to (I got to)
I’ma always keep two cups, I got to (I got two)
I’ma always fuck a bad bitch 'cause I got to (I got to)
I’ma always smoke good, nigga, I got to (I got to)
I’ma always keep it hood, nigga, I got to (I got to)
I’ma always be a trap nigga, I got to (I got to)
I’ma always keep a strap, nigga, I got to (I got to)