Lyrics
Who dropped the cradle, when making this little baby cocked
People call me dragon cause that’s the way my verses drop
I spit flames, this dude only shoots pre warning shots
My mouths a fully loaded glock, CLICK Gun pops
X marks the spot, you better bring the heat
Fuck heat, you better bring your whole artillery
Im dropping bombs on you, like bush did to Iraq
Fuck an attack, this aint even lyrical combat
Pre Warnings a bitch, something like his chick with no dick
But his chicks got a dick, so is she a chick or bitch
Hey, you wanna play like that?
You wanna play with this flava flave smack you with his clock like that!
Blaw! You witness the whole place shaking
I rip a mic so hard I got the whole earth shaking
I keep it poppin when you drop it, keep it for the profits
Never gonna switch up my sick style of rapping, so drop it
Ill drop it quicker then I dropped your dads liquor
When your mom asked me to bang her quicker so she could make dinner
I finger bang your sister while you’re your on the shitter
While you fuck your boys gun wound to make it feel better
I got cocky on a mic, may be too nice
Ill rip two mics, in one night, in a gunfight
Bullets flying bye as I rip, its too right
But its tonight, when im the one saying GOODNIGHT
