Kota - Drum mag draco Lyrics

Steady sticking to the paper like my body made of glue
That bitch think she f*ck me over, same story, ain't nothing new
I be popping out this pussy pretty baddy With some nice titties, finna get screwed
Welcome to the new age, same shit, new day Never see me less, I'm getting paid
Circle full of serpents, we the ones who cause the movements
Steady giving signs, but these bitches acting clueless
Reaper in your section, steady flying through some blue strips
F*cking dollar signs, they the ones who made me do this
All these different feelings, pigs stay squealing
Running off the cliff, steady soul stealing
Spend a thousand dollars on some brand new dro
Making dollar signs while we pushing down your damn road
Do I have a damn soul? Steady gripping on my pole
If a pussy try to touch me, that's the end of his rope
Boy, they geeking off the snow, black mask, eyes glow
Drum mag, Draco, taped gloves lost soul
Long live the king