Itslial, KTG - Baby Draco Lyrics

Baby draco on my left
Baby draco on my right
When i’m riding through the city
I gotta keep my draco tight
Steady dishin out this smoke
Bullets flyin thru the night
If this nigga keep on talkin
It’s gonna be a homicide
Baby draco on my left
Baby draco on my right
When i’m riding through the city
I gotta keep my draco tight
Steady dishin out this smoke
Bullets flyin thru the night
If this nigga keep on talkin
It’s gonna be a homicide
Ima bust his fuckin head
If he keep speakin on my name
Nigga steady sneak dissin
Saying he gonna snatch my chain
He steady cappin
He a lame
Talking bout you hit dem stains
Pussy stay up in yo lane
I’m tryna make myself a name
I’m not trippin bout no fame
Vvss drippin off my neck
These shits here they cost a check
I be throwing packs like Brett
I gotta stay up in the stu
They say i do this shit the best
And when they push me to the limit
Ima pass the fucking test
2 Door Coupe With KTG
Fuck with us and it’s OV
Blood in my eyes i can’t see
Pray the lord my soul to keep
Keep that glizzy in my reach
For all these souls i’m finna reap
I feel like Youngboy on this beat
Shoutout him he drop that heat
Know i gotta keep it on me broaaad daayy
I’m not tryna leave i can’t die today
Niggas think it’s games
They better come to play
I ain’t afraid to up it
Ima let it spray
Baby draco on my left
Baby draco on my right
When i’m riding through the city
I gotta keep my draco tight
Steady dishin out this smoke
Bullets flyin thru the night
If this nigga keep on talkin
It’s gonna be a homicide
Baby draco on my left
Baby draco on my right
When i’m riding through the city
I gotta keep my draco tight
Steady dishin out this smoke
Bullets flyin thru the night
If this nigga keep on talkin
It’s gonna be a homicide
Baby Draco it came with a cradle
F double the a be the label
30 clip on my fnn
The dirty stick came with a couple friends
You can’t set me up, when I’m settin up shop
Cause I got my brothers, they ready to drop
Don’t Run up on me 30 on my hip- glock
Talking down on my name we aim for lip
I got a beam, if you run you get hit
I turned into a demon, my brother was hit
Niggas wanna rob, but they gotta show me
Cause I’m fully loaded like some ravioli
Some people hating, but really they owe me
Wonder where’d they be if they didn’t know me
Going to places that I don’t belong
Free my niggas in a cell like a phone
Tomorrow is never promised -never
So I keep it on me ima live regardless
I’m jus a young nigga I done came up
Stand solid I can never change up- never fold
Niggas want smoke i blow it like swishers
When bullets start flying jus hope that we miss you
When we at war, we on a mission
We shoot the whole clip til it’s fucking empty
Long live quay and Lil jimmy
Them been my shooters since the elementary - kids
I’ll never let a person touch my spirit
Take me off the earth to use me as a lyric - As a lyric
Niggas beef with me thas a death wish
Cause I’m squeezing triggers with the death grip
I put in work, i done paid dues
But niggas died by the same rules
Baby draco on my left
Baby draco on my right
When i’m riding through the city
I gotta keep my draco tight
Steady dishin out this smoke
Bullets flyin thru the night
If this nigga keep on talkin
It’s gonna be a homicide
Baby draco on my left
Baby draco on my right
When i’m riding through the city
I gotta keep my draco tight
Steady dishin out this smoke
Bullets flyin thru the night
If this nigga keep on talkin
It’s gonna be a homicide

Baby draco on my left
Baby draco on my right
When i’m riding through the city
I gotta keep my draco tight
Steady dishin out this smoke
Bullets flyin thru the night
If this nigga keep on talkin
It’s gonna be a homicide
Baby draco on my left
Baby draco on my right
When i’m riding through the city
I gotta keep my draco tight
Steady dishin out this smoke
Bullets flyin thru the night
If this nigga keep on talkin
It’s gonna be a homicide
Ima bust his fuckin head
If he keep speakin on my name
Nigga steady sneak dissin
Saying he gonna snatch my chain
He steady cappin
He a lame
Talking bout you hit dem stains
Pussy stay up in yo lane
I’m tryna make myself a name
I’m not trippin bout no fame
Vvss drippin off my neck
These shits here they cost a check
I be throwing packs like Brett
I gotta stay up in the stu
They say i do this shit the best
And when they push me to the limit
Ima pass the fucking test
2 Door Coupe With KTG
Fuck with us and it’s OV
Blood in my eyes i can’t see
Pray the lord my soul to keep
Keep that glizzy in my reach
For all these souls i’m finna reap
I feel like Youngboy on this beat
Shoutout him he drop that heat
Know i gotta keep it on me broaaad daayy
I’m not tryna leave i can’t die today
Niggas think it’s games
They better come to play
I ain’t afraid to up it
Ima let it spray
Baby draco on my left
Baby draco on my right
When i’m riding through the city
I gotta keep my draco tight
Steady dishin out this smoke
Bullets flyin thru the night
If this nigga keep on talkin
It’s gonna be a homicide
Baby draco on my left
Baby draco on my right
When i’m riding through the city
I gotta keep my draco tight
Steady dishin out this smoke
Bullets flyin thru the night
If this nigga keep on talkin
It’s gonna be a homicide
Baby Draco it came with a cradle
F double the a be the label
30 clip on my fnn
The dirty stick came with a couple friends
You can’t set me up, when I’m settin up shop
Cause I got my brothers, they ready to drop
Don’t Run up on me 30 on my hip- glock
Talking down on my name we aim for lip
I got a beam, if you run you get hit
I turned into a demon, my brother was hit
Niggas wanna rob, but they gotta show me
Cause I’m fully loaded like some ravioli
Some people hating, but really they owe me
Wonder where’d they be if they didn’t know me
Going to places that I don’t belong
Free my niggas in a cell like a phone
Tomorrow is never promised -never
So I keep it on me ima live regardless
I’m jus a young nigga I done came up
Stand solid I can never change up- never fold
Niggas want smoke i blow it like swishers
When bullets start flying jus hope that we miss you
When we at war, we on a mission
We shoot the whole clip til it’s fucking empty
Long live quay and Lil jimmy
Them been my shooters since the elementary - kids
I’ll never let a person touch my spirit
Take me off the earth to use me as a lyric - As a lyric
Niggas beef with me thas a death wish
Cause I’m squeezing triggers with the death grip
I put in work, i done paid dues
But niggas died by the same rules
Baby draco on my left
Baby draco on my right
When i’m riding through the city
I gotta keep my draco tight
Steady dishin out this smoke
Bullets flyin thru the night
If this nigga keep on talkin
It’s gonna be a homicide
Baby draco on my left
Baby draco on my right
When i’m riding through the city
I gotta keep my draco tight
Steady dishin out this smoke
Bullets flyin thru the night
If this nigga keep on talkin
It’s gonna be a homicide