Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Dragons, artist - Unaverage Gang.
Date of issue: 13.08.2021
Age restrictions: 18+
Dragons |
Fuck boy what is happening? |
Get the fuck out my sight, i’m rolling wit my dragons |
And we will end your life, I grab the AK and cock it |
It wants to exercise, this shit is jumping |
Ain’t no mothafuckin compromise you going to die |
Fuck boy what is happening? |
Get the fuck out my sight, i’m rolling wit my dragons |
And we will end your life, I grab the AK and cock it |
It wants to exercise, this shit is jumping |
Ain’t no mothafuckin compromise you going to die |
Straight out the psych ward with a mothafuckin machete |
Do not come out doors, i’m an outlaw creepin with a m4 |
Put the mask on and i’m ready for an all out war |
I don’t think these fuckin boys even have a clue |
What I’m ready to do, I’ll bring pain to anything that moves |
Ill raise hell if I have to, if it means bagging bodies |
Then I’m back to the booth with a mad tune |
Shots popping off sounding, like a mothafuckin nascar |
When I’m coming through |
Got the whole gang outside and we mobbin through |
Like a fuckin zoo I’m a menace too |
Sit the fuck the if you ain’t bout this shit |
Throw the gang up if you rep my set |
We don’t fuck around with them lame ass kids |
Bitch stay in your lane or you’ll wig will get split |
Fuck boy what is happening? |
Get the fuck out my sight, i’m rolling wit my dragons |
And we will end your life, I grab the AK and cock it |
It wants to exercise, this shit is jumping |
Ain’t no mothafuckin compromise you going to die |
Fuck boy what is happening? |
Get the fuck out my sight, i’m rolling wit my dragons |
And we will end your life, I grab the AK and cock it |
It wants to exercise, this shit is jumping |
Ain’t no mothafuckin compromise you going to die |
Bet you little bitches wanna brawl now |
I'ma keep on goin till you fucken face down |
Too much talkin keep yo mothafucken tone down |
Better look up instead of just fucken runnin around |
All these mothafuckas thinkin they can talk all that shit |
But have nothin to prove but got a mouth that don't fit |
After awhile man I'm sick of this shit |
When the reaper comes to put a fucken end to this shit |
And the world is mess |
So now my mind is mess |
I grew up from the fucken gutter so I'll never confess |
And the panic that I feel always up in my chest |
I take a couple of xans and I've settled wit less |
Be a lesson learned, with the things we earn |
More money, more problems it becomes a concern |
I wait for the day that, I'm put in a urn |
And I thrive in the pay, till it has taken it turn yeah |