| The draco here, came from Russia |
| Shoot at the block now they runnin' |
| Geeked up smokin' on pressure |
| The opps say that they pressin' |
| We know they ain’t pressin', I’m pressin' |
| 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 |
| Yeah, uh, uh, I keep a couple racks with me |
| A few bad bitches came with me |
| Sippin' 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 |
| The draco here, came from Russia |
| Shoot at the block now they runnin' |
| Geeked up smokin' on pressure |
| The opps say that they pressin' |
| We know they ain’t pressin', I’m pressin' |
| Glock on me, hell nah I can’t wrestle |
| Hop on the beat and I’m doing it better |