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Draped Up Video (MV)




Performed By: Leak
Language: English
Length: 3:14
Written by: Devontay Covington




Leak - Draped Up Lyrics
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Dope and weight up, my bitch don't wear make up
Feel the bass rush, face change faces
I'm Draped Up
Sleeping on me, grab a coffee, wake up
Duffle bag that, fasten the zipper
Act and skittles, drop that shit that kill them
Dirty Bangaz taking over D.C., uncoil out the muaf*ckin 3rd, spitting venom
Numbers don't lie, I ain't going back broke
Hell no! f*ck no! I ain't going back to Mexico no more!
Label said I ain't ready for an album
I don't really think they ready for the outcome
Got them stuck in the middle like Malcolm
Acrobatic but I'm never moving backwards
Blessings coming down, yea perfect timing
I guess it's safe to say, I earned it all off grinding
Smashin these fruit cakes, till I get a tooth ache
Tell whoever tried to stop me, they ain't stop me, they too late
Drank
Jump back on that actavis
Ugh
I'm very spectacular, blood sucking Dracula
Clean up the mess, woo it's a massacre
Eating, tilapia, smoking this dope
Hide your chain, cause I'm at your throat
They heard I'm on, so they jumped that boat
Ok nigga now it's time to really go
Uptown nigga, with a so illy flow
Renovating shit like a f*ckin Seminole
Playing copy cat, thats so original
On the verge, finna blow like a tenor blow
I been on a streak, little nigga 10 and 0
The boy of fire like f*ckin chemicals
I make them sweat me like a sweater
Straight out of that crooked letter
Don't need a beat, rock it A Cappella
Applying major pressure, pedal to the metal, ahh!
Feed my ego, GT that rari
I see C-Notes, no mo burglaries
Il go Beastmode in this safari
Ricky! Ricky! and that's a body I'm gone
Drank
Jump back on that actavis
Ugh
I'm no celebrity, moment of clarity,
Use my telepathy
See you see the best in me, after my celery, whats the rescheduling
D an Skeet, Rest In Peace, won't let them burry me, tell that to the parakeet
You niggas barely me, thats so embarrassing, f*ck the game till the bitch marry me
I'm such a rarity, feature me, scary fee, apparently, ain't no comparing me
To them lame niggas, the way the shit worked out physical therapy
It's drawed up, don't make me draw down, and catch a felony
Pull up like a deputy, hit for like 70, walk off and dab up the referee
Palm trees, Tropicana breeze, catch me where the weather be
Ain't talking money, phone won't ring, f*ck is you telling me
F*ck is you telling me, taking shit heavily, at it too long to measure me
Doper than ecstasy, building a legacy, taking all bets, best invest in me
Yi yi
Headache
Throwed in this bitch
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Dope and weight up, my bitch don't wear make up
Feel the bass rush, face change faces
I'm Draped Up
Sleeping on me, grab a coffee, wake up
Duffle bag that, fasten the zipper
Act and skittles, drop that shit that kill them
Dirty Bangaz taking over D.C., uncoil out the muaf*ckin 3rd, spitting venom
Numbers don't lie, I ain't going back broke
Hell no! f*ck no! I ain't going back to Mexico no more!
Label said I ain't ready for an album
I don't really think they ready for the outcome
Got them stuck in the middle like Malcolm
Acrobatic but I'm never moving backwards
Blessings coming down, yea perfect timing
I guess it's safe to say, I earned it all off grinding
Smashin these fruit cakes, till I get a tooth ache
Tell whoever tried to stop me, they ain't stop me, they too late
Drank
Jump back on that actavis
Ugh
I'm very spectacular, blood sucking Dracula
Clean up the mess, woo it's a massacre
Eating, tilapia, smoking this dope
Hide your chain, cause I'm at your throat
They heard I'm on, so they jumped that boat
Ok nigga now it's time to really go
Uptown nigga, with a so illy flow
Renovating shit like a f*ckin Seminole
Playing copy cat, thats so original
On the verge, finna blow like a tenor blow
I been on a streak, little nigga 10 and 0
The boy of fire like f*ckin chemicals
I make them sweat me like a sweater
Straight out of that crooked letter
Don't need a beat, rock it A Cappella
Applying major pressure, pedal to the metal, ahh!
Feed my ego, GT that rari
I see C-Notes, no mo burglaries
Il go Beastmode in this safari
Ricky! Ricky! and that's a body I'm gone
Drank
Jump back on that actavis
Ugh
I'm no celebrity, moment of clarity,
Use my telepathy
See you see the best in me, after my celery, whats the rescheduling
D an Skeet, Rest In Peace, won't let them burry me, tell that to the parakeet
You niggas barely me, thats so embarrassing, f*ck the game till the bitch marry me
I'm such a rarity, feature me, scary fee, apparently, ain't no comparing me
To them lame niggas, the way the shit worked out physical therapy
It's drawed up, don't make me draw down, and catch a felony
Pull up like a deputy, hit for like 70, walk off and dab up the referee
Palm trees, Tropicana breeze, catch me where the weather be
Ain't talking money, phone won't ring, f*ck is you telling me
F*ck is you telling me, taking shit heavily, at it too long to measure me
Doper than ecstasy, building a legacy, taking all bets, best invest in me
Yi yi
Headache
Throwed in this bitch
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Writer: Devontay Covington
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