Drako Lyrics – Lil Scoom89, VonOff1700

Read the full Drako lyrics by Lil Scoom89 and VonOff1700 along with the music video, song credits, release information and other details about the song. If you enjoy Lil Scoom89’s music, you can also explore Fck Rap and Rap N Clap, two other songs by Lil Scoom89.

[Intro: VonOff1700]
Alright, n!gga, alright
N!gga, I’m—, dumb-ass n!gga (Tuned up)
N!gga, I’m rich
Turnt up, not burnt up, diss on the gang, get your dumb ass sent up (Ayo, Chef, alright, come on)

[Chorus: VonOff1700]
N!gga, I’m rich (You know that), I gotta ride ’round with a Draco (A Drac’)
My shooters gon’ shoot when I say so (When I say so)
Yeah, I’ll hop on your song and s*it, but hit up Frog ’cause you gotta pay though (A bag)
When I was a kid, n!gga, I was playing with guns, your b!tch ass was playing with Play-Doh (Your b!tch ass)
My shorty done caught him a B, he still running the streets, I keep telling the n!gga to lay low (Yo, chill)

Take his gun and kick his lil’ ass out the car, we just slid and the lil’ n!gga ain’t blow (B!tch ass)
Hit his ass all in his head, left his brains on the floor, that s*it remind me of Alfredo
The opps just dropped a song, that s*it so weak, I damn near threw a tomato (Fu*k, ooh)
We hit his ass so many times, he was dead on the scene, it ain’t no reason to pray for

[Verse: Lil Scoom89]
Shorty be hanging with opps, be all on they block, so we already she backdoor (Her ass backdoor)
N!ggas be running they mouth and still doing time, every time I get caught, I play slow
Splat got switch a damn Draco (Grr)
Talking ’bout broke, I’ll up a bank roll (Up a bank roll)
Tryna pour up and get high, I’m looking for Tris, tryna drop me a deuce in a Faygo (In a Faygo)
This b!tch swallowed my kids and didn’t even care, she like it with extra mayo (Extra mayo)
Locked in with the cartel, we bringing in ‘bows, big bronem fu*k with the yayo (They fu*k with the yayo)
Pockets be filled up with cheese, I never run out, my jeans be filled up with queso (Filled up with queso)
Got caught up with my b!tch, now she on IG steady posting on how she hate hoes (How she hate hoes)
High-speed chase, county bound, I can’t go (Skrrt)
7.62 Drac’ shells, we ate those (Grr)
She eat d!ck like it’s a mango (It’s a mango)
Von in a ‘Cat, I’m dogging a ‘Rango (Skrrt, skrrt)
Tryna fit in, that’s why we clap hoes
Body bag n!ggas, they know we tag toes (Grr)
Lying he dead, we know that’s cap though (Come here)
Ain’t hop in the Rolls, but I’m in that Track’ though

[Chorus: VonOff1700]

N!gga, I’m rich (You know that), I gotta ride ’round with a Draco (A Drac’)
My shooters gon’ shoot when I say so (When I say so)
Yeah, I’ll hop on your song and s*it, but hit up Frog ’cause you gotta pay though (A bag)
When I was a kid, n!gga, I was playing with guns, your b!tch ass was playing with Play-Doh (Your b!tch ass)
My shorty done caught him a B, he still running the streets, I keep telling the n!gga to lay low
Take his gun and kick his lil’ ass out the car, we just slid and the lil’ n!gga ain’t blow (B!tch ass)
Hit his ass all in his head, left his brains on the floor, that s*it remind me of Alfredo
The opps just dropped a song, that s*it so weak, I damn near threw a tomato (Fu*k, ooh)
We hit his ass so many times, he was dead on the scene, it ain’t no reason to pray for