Big Drake

(Stribb on the beat)
Yeah, go
Turn my vocals up some more
Ayy, yeah
Ayy

You know big Drac' flip cars and shit
Switchblade, rip off they bra on a bitch
Temp fade, lining him up with the stick
Kim K reminded me of my lil' bitch

Ayy, say Backdoor sleazy, this shit too easy
Ayy, ayy, Caribbean, we leaving just for the weekend
I was Shady Baby piecing, I'll never treason
Red key, but no ignition for to put the keys in
Pop that Perc' and click my heels, I'm in the trap spot
Yeah, ayy, them labels don't know shit about you, you ain't that hot
Big Boss C4, same old back block
Take away from all the haves, give it to the have-nots
I broke down all the halves
I can't fall, I'll probably scab
Make them birdies take a bath
Ayy, Percocet 30, take a half
Addy 30, take a half
I mix the potion, science, math
Math 'cause I need that paper up front
Free baby bro out the joint
I done locked in for months now
All the runts running 'round
Nigga talk crazy 'bout this Shady
1080 gun him down
I'm the pound man, I front a pound
The frontrunner, run the town
I was a runner, but I run it now
They tryna recreate my sound
I'm in love with the fucking rubber bands I got wrapped around
Ayy, she was coming, but I had other plans, so I backed her down
Fuck the sheriff, but it's a new Big Back in town
Yeah, I'm not caring, these bitches gon' be back around
Peep out the door like, "Has the bitch left yet?"
Why you upset?
I'm Big Backdoor, I cut the check
I send this Wock' cut, ayy, I'ma let this chopper cut his neck
Got five thousand Percocets, it's fentanyl in that
All these bitches call me king, nigga, they kneel, at that
And these bitches go out to eat, make sure they bill correct
Big Boss Backdoor, delete these niggas, kill the set
Yeah, I was just calling shit like Belicheck
High as fuck, I teleported here, I'm teleporting back
Wockhardt, I don't drink no fucking beer, bitch, the fuck is that?
Told the bitch to count all this pape', put it all in stacks
Bitch, might as well call this a date 'cause I'm fucking next
They say, "4, you got shit in a chokehold, snap they neck"
Ayy, for niggas that think that I won't do it, nigga, place your bet
All the hard times, I went through it, you can't take me back
I start shooting, hit the deck
Section 8 like VL Deck
Come around me, you'll need your TEC
This shit get technical
Bitch, you fall, then I'm not catching you
Load it up, cock back the tool
Spin back to back, he made the news
Know what they say, God only watch the babies and the fools
But I stomped his face in fucking Gucci shoes, 4

You know big Drac' flip cars and shit
Switchblade, rip off they bra on a bitch
Temp fade, lining him up with the stick
Kim K reminded me of my lil' bitch