King Draco Lyrics – BloodHound Q50

Read the full King Draco lyrics by BloodHound Q50 along with the music video, song credits, release information and other details about the song. If you enjoy BloodHound Q50's music, you can also explore Through The Ceiling and 3 Headed Savage, two other songs by BloodHound Q50.

[Intro: BloodHound Q50]
Long live my brother, he probably killed your b!tch-ass brother
(This s*it gon' be crazy, Jacc)

[Chorus: BloodHound Q50]
Go, bust down AP, fu*k that presi
Different colored bricks like a n!gga play Tetris
I was up in the Mil, cut the dumps on fetty
Or robbing n!ggas that's out here flexing
Chat vanish mode, these hoes be messy
Rookie-ass n!gga, Risky Road wasn't ready
Head tap, head tap, turn his ass to a veggie
Dissing on me ain't gon' bring your mans back
I caught a leg shot, but you had you a s*it-bag
I ain't got no picks, kill his mama if I get mad, go
B!tch wanna fu*k 'cause she know I'm a killer
Me and Jeff got way more hats than—
Her old n!gga lame, she know that I'm realer, first night, I hit her

[Verse: BloodHound Q50 & BloodHound Lil Jeff]
Bounce out the car, just running and blasting
Standing over n!ggas turned to my passion
After a drill, me and Swerv just laughing
And for Jeff, they know that I'm crashing
If you want smoke, let me know where you at
Giving lil' bro ten, he catch the right hat
Don't drill with these n!ggas, these n!ggas be rats
And for Scoom, you know we got back, go
High-speed chase right after a hit
B!tch wanna fu*k 'cause a young n!gga lit
Sixteen-five if you want you a brick
(I done lost my Drac', fu*k it, pass me the switch)
Only sipping on Pav if I can't find Tris
GDK for the Bricks, n!ggas only make disses
This an old pack, n!gga, fu*k Duck and Brick

[Bridge: BloodHound Lil Jeff]
Yeah, life is great, fu*k n!gga, it sucks to be an opp right now, haha
It sucks to be your punk ass, punk-ass n!gga
They talking 'bout, "What's wrong?"

[Chorus: BloodHound Q50]
Go, bust down AP, fu*k that presi
Different colored bricks like a n!gga play Tetris
I was up in the Mil, cut the dumps on fetty
Or robbing n!ggas that's out here flexing
Chat vanish mode, these hoes be messy
Rookie-ass n!gga, Risky Road, wasn't ready
Head tap, head tap, turn his ass to a veggie
Dissing on me ain't gon' bring your mans back
I caught a leg shot, but you had you a s*it-bag
I ain't got no picks, kill his mama if I get mad, go
B!tch wanna fu*k 'cause she know I'm a killer
Me and Jeff got way more hats than—
Her old n!gga lame, she know that I'm realer, first night, I hit her