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iayze

From Russia

 

From Russia

(album: The Leek 3! - 2021)


[Iayze:]
The draco here, came from Russia
Shoot at the block now they running
Geeked up smoking on pressure
The opps say that they pressing
We know they ain't pressing, I'm pressing
Glock on me, hell nah I can't wrestle
Hop on the beat and I'm doing it better
Hop on the beat and I'm doing it better

Seven hundred for a damn Moncler sweater
Wanna be trigger happy? Got Glocks and Berettas
You know they make new season clothes, boy you not special
Broke ass nigga wearing old season
Fuck around let that Glock hit him
Let the boy take some shots with 'em
I know you don't think you winning
The K just came in with me
And the Wraith just came in with me
Oh you wanna strap, like let's get busy
I keep a couple racks on me, yeah I keep a couple racks with me

[KanKan:]
Yeah, uh, uh, I keep a couple racks with me
A few bad bitches came with me
Sipping codeine in the city
Hol' on, try to take some you gon' die
Aye, why would you try?
Put yo dumb ass in the sky
Draco, bullet just hit him in eye
Ain't no way that he survive
I'm in the D with some killas, lil' nigga
Off Percs, you know we stay high
Drac' it came in from Russia
My nigga ready to slide

[Iayze:]
The draco here, came from Russia
Shoot at the block now they running
Geeked up smoking on pressure
The opps say that they pressing
We know they ain't pressing, I'm pressing
Glock on me, hell nah I can't wrestle
Hop on the beat and I'm doing it better

done

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