GVRXT - DRACO Lyrics

This the type of shit that make your
Brains blow back
It got a 30 bullet magazine that makes your knees clap
And I'm gon' unload on these pussies
If they talking all that trash
And I won't see em' from the smoke
Because my eyes rolled back
Back in my head, bitch I feel dead
Gone off the xannies
Because all I see is red
Like back in my head, bitch I feel dead
Gone off the xannies
Because all I see is red
Counting racks on racks
Smoking packs on packs
When I'm feeling Brazy, gotta hit em with tacks.
Selling out a dub, I've got to re-up on my gas
And I ain't smoking on no reggie, this my grandma cookie thrax
Straight through your cranium to end this shit
762 with your name on it, and I know you feel the bullets ripping
Straight through your brain
Got to drop em' like a zombie on a Call of Duty game
(Yeah)
Got a long barrel Draco and it's aiming at your head
If he try me on some fuck shit, pussy boy might end up dead
Got a double bullet magazine with 60 for the spread
If he try to do me dirty
We gone pump him full of led
Got a long barrel Draco and it's aiming for your head
If he try me on some fuck shit, pussy boy might end up dead
This the type of shit that make your
Brains blow back
It got a 30 bullet magazine that makes your knees clap
And I'm gon' unload on these pussies
If they talking all that trash
And I won't see em' from the smoke
Because my eyes rolled back
Back in my head, bitch I feel dead
Gone off the xannies
Because all I see is red
Like back in my head, bitch I feel dead
Gone off the xannies
Because all I see is red
Counting racks on racks
Smoking packs on packs
When I'm feeling Brazy, gotta hit em with tacks.
Selling out a dub, I've got to re-up on my gas
And I ain't smoking on no reggie, this my grandma cookie thrax
Straight through your cranium to end this shit
762 with your name on it, and I know you feel the bullets ripping
Straight through your brain
Got to drop em' like a zombie on a Call of Duty game
(Yeah)

This the type of shit that make your
Brains blow back
It got a 30 bullet magazine that makes your knees clap
And I'm gon' unload on these pussies
If they talking all that trash
And I won't see em' from the smoke
Because my eyes rolled back
Back in my head, bitch I feel dead
Gone off the xannies
Because all I see is red
Like back in my head, bitch I feel dead
Gone off the xannies
Because all I see is red
Counting racks on racks
Smoking packs on packs
When I'm feeling Brazy, gotta hit em with tacks.
Selling out a dub, I've got to re-up on my gas
And I ain't smoking on no reggie, this my grandma cookie thrax
Straight through your cranium to end this shit
762 with your name on it, and I know you feel the bullets ripping
Straight through your brain
Got to drop em' like a zombie on a Call of Duty game
(Yeah)
Got a long barrel Draco and it's aiming at your head
If he try me on some fuck shit, pussy boy might end up dead
Got a double bullet magazine with 60 for the spread
If he try to do me dirty
We gone pump him full of led
Got a long barrel Draco and it's aiming for your head
If he try me on some fuck shit, pussy boy might end up dead
This the type of shit that make your
Brains blow back
It got a 30 bullet magazine that makes your knees clap
And I'm gon' unload on these pussies
If they talking all that trash
And I won't see em' from the smoke
Because my eyes rolled back
Back in my head, bitch I feel dead
Gone off the xannies
Because all I see is red
Like back in my head, bitch I feel dead
Gone off the xannies
Because all I see is red
Counting racks on racks
Smoking packs on packs
When I'm feeling Brazy, gotta hit em with tacks.
Selling out a dub, I've got to re-up on my gas
And I ain't smoking on no reggie, this my grandma cookie thrax
Straight through your cranium to end this shit
762 with your name on it, and I know you feel the bullets ripping
Straight through your brain
Got to drop em' like a zombie on a Call of Duty game
(Yeah)