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Dramatic

(album: The Collection - 2022)


Ayy

My right wrist too dramatic
Uh, my left wrist AP status
This bitch say I'm super savage
Ayy, trap 'til my bankroll get massive
Ayy, lil' nigga, who you bappin'?
Used to go to school with the lil' baggies
Nigga say he took something from who? He bapping
Nigga, this a brand new Louis jacket
Bitch see me, like, "Ooh, what's happenin'?"
Ayy, this my boat, nigga, who's the captain?
Classify this as super talent
But these days, niggas don't need talent
These Rick Owens, these not New Balance
Bitch say I need sleep, mom say I need balance
Ayy, I'm in the stu' like, "Ooh, he blackin'"
Strike first time, keep attacking
Uh, Big Ol' C4, it's a bomb in his jacket, swerving through traffic
I'm the one drinking the syrup by the gallon
Too many doors been kicked, who counted?
Three hundred dumped on the bed, who countin'?
Three of them shots to your head, lose balance
Hellcat Challenger, it ain't no challenge
Trackhawk with me gon' climb up a mountain
I was just looking for bitches, my main bitch scouting
'Member them days I was ducking in bushes, then God came, found me
Wockhardt 'cause it taste good when I drink it
Shot out the whole clip, wasn't even thinking
Ayy, nigga, fuck who you fuck with, they gon' have to meet me
My mama just called me, said, "Trayle, you on TV"
They was putting these songs on repeat
Big Ol' Backdoor make this shit look easy, but is this shit really easy?
I took a pic with the bitch, she was smiling and cheesing
And my pockets is filled up with green leaves
All in your dreams like Freddie, you see me
Freddy Krueger would agree with me
It's gon' cost you a dime to come speak with me
I'd take the money, I'm having JAY-Z with me
The same young nigga running 'round with the B-to-B
I conquered that easily
Fronting these pieces, they hate to be seeing me
Pray that my bitch probably cheat on me
They just wanna see you fall some kind of way
Not the same as it was when it's back in the day
He just came to the block with a MAC and a K
And he acting suspicious
My right wrist too dramatic
Uh, my left wrist AP status
This bitch say I'm super savage
Ayy, trap 'til my bankroll get massive
Where C4? Well, who was askin'?
I kick door, they tryna catch me
I can't ever 6ix9ine, Tekashi
Got all my chips for to cash in

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