Halos & Dracos Lyrics – GASHI, Jimi Banks

Read the full Halos & Dracos lyrics by GASHI and Jimi Banks along with the music video, song credits, release information and other details about the song. If you enjoy Gashi’s music, you can also explore RINGS and Be Somebody, two other songs by Gashi.

Circle a bagel, I shop on rodeo, I pull up and, yeah
You get a halo, you get a halo, you get halo (Woo)
Feeling like oprah I blew like I’m sonic, they seeing my tails, yeah
Shooters is real, my shooters is here, we move on a bill (Get it)
Cut all my ties, suits when you die, you n!ggas get
Kill you mosquitos, everything regal, I got an ego (Woo)
We doing well, me & my n!ggas we gel guido (Get it)
Ain’t got no deal, I do it myself, my soul ain’t for sale

S*it gon get real, my n!ggas is here, you n!ggas get
Back to the basics, bottles of ace, we buy by the cases (Woo)
I got no patience, watch how I lane switch, I’m going ape s*it (Woo)

Cops right behind me, they gotta chase him, I did the race
Been on the same s*it, dusse arraignment, still you get (Brrr)
Money to make is, my conversation, you know the language
She tryna test me, she think I’m s*xy, wet as a jetski
But I want her bestie, giving me necky, so disrespecfully
Back to the trenches I put in work I got me a pension
When I get to heaven I bet they gon say that’s one hell of a entrance

Used to play back of the back of the
Back of the back of the back of the benches (Woo)
Now I been starting the five I’m balling right where the nets is, yeah
Out in miami on yachts don’t give a fu*k bout a friendship
My brother mohammed he wearing the chrome, he not even christian (Woo)
Fu*k your opinion, y’all should invest y’all all in my bidness (Woo)
I should’ve came w a box & bow you know that I’m gifted (Woo)

You get a halo, you get a halo, you get a halo
You get a halo, you get a halo, you get a halo
You get a halo, you get a halo, you get a halo
You get a halo, you get a halo, you get a halo

You’re dead to me, you’re dead to me
You’re dead to me, you’re dead to me

Okay, I got my own label big ceo

Big chains in my fur coat
I’m really on I’m blowing up
They call my phone like mike jones
Too rich for that range rove
Diamonds looking like rainbows
Stacking up with my pesos
Got matty looking like bezos

Smoking loud pourin up
Love me when I’m in her guts
All my cars got shining stars
But she know I’m the biggest one
20k on my raincoat, same color my draco
Hit everything like bagels, all you hoes get halos

Rain pouring, I just threw up a foreign
Made it back from touring
Cause I love the hustle like lauren
I’m toppa toppa line, rockin design
Pieces that you cannot find
Pu*sy you out of your mind
I’m skipping the line
I’m special one of a kind
Brooklyn cowboy in this b!tch
She gon reverse suck this d!ck
Jolly ranchers in my drink
It could be purple could be pink

Coupe the color of draymond
She boozey like j kwon
In good hands like state farm
I smack that like akon

My skill is far superior to your trash bars and delivery
Therefore that is the reason your wife wants to fornicate with me
Numerous time you softer than a fresh
Mozzarella ball delivery shakier than a shopping cart with a busted wheel
That’s why your wife keeps pulling up like a
Doordash order hot ready and way too often
I’m pulling up in the two door
I’m pulling up in the new porsche
I’m pulling up on the new horse
Cause I’m from brooklyn I’m a p I m p can’t nobody check me
B!tches me trying to s*x me cause they think I’m s*xy

You get a halo, you get a halo, you get a halo
You get a halo, you get a halo, you get a halo
You get a halo, you get a halo, you get a halo
You get a halo, you get a halo, you get a halo

You’re dead to me, you’re dead to me
You’re dead to me, you’re dead to me