Action Bronson, Meyhem Lauren - Dragon Vs. Wolf lyrics
Action Bronson [Ariyan Arslani] Queens, NY, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Action Bronson, Meyhem Lauren - Dragon Vs. Wolf lyrics]
You know who it is, shut the fuck up yeah
Wack raps smell like Kush and Jordans
I'm on that uptown haze
Standing on the corner till the
Morning sun rays up
This game is like Dragon Vs wolf
Understand this, ain't nothing ever faze us
Truth, shouts to samo high
I'm a perfect mix of Van
Damme and Van Gogh high
Man eat pussy, shoot him with the Mango 9
Got the six trade jumping
Like the Kangol sign
I despise so many paintings
I'mma make a statement i no longer eat bacon
I no longer bet the mortgage on the Ravens
I will no longer hide the
Drugs inside the play pen
I will no longer shave my
Face because I'm godly pick up your pace
Young scrap this is my hobby
Crack will make the fiends do
Aerobics in the lobby drop 7000 on a collie
Views from the train
Ain't nothing was the same
Views from the train bitch
Ain't nothing was the same bitch
Flexing like a box spring
I keep a good dam talking but it's not spring
Making my rocks bling hit 'em with hot steam
All these bitches love me, that's past desire
They treat my penis like a pacifier
Festive attire, past to retire
Looking like the cash you admire
I'm a G, run up in your crib and demand steak
Pretty bitches rub my feet
'til their hands break
Caked up, like a 8 baller in humidity
Cocaine talks
And tells me bag me and get rid of me
Queens niggas at the finish line
Word to the watch on my wrist
I keep exquisite time but I'm usually on CPT
Then click this free food like it's EBT
Run me
Wack raps smell like Kush and Jordans
I'm on that uptown haze
Standing on the corner till the
Morning sun rays up
This game is like Dragon Vs wolf
Understand this, ain't nothing ever faze us
Truth, shouts to samo high
I'm a perfect mix of Van
Damme and Van Gogh high
Man eat pussy, shoot him with the Mango 9
Got the six trade jumping
Like the Kangol sign
I despise so many paintings
I'mma make a statement i no longer eat bacon
I no longer bet the mortgage on the Ravens
I will no longer hide the
Drugs inside the play pen
I will no longer shave my
Face because I'm godly pick up your pace
Young scrap this is my hobby
Crack will make the fiends do
Aerobics in the lobby drop 7000 on a collie
Views from the train
Ain't nothing was the same
Views from the train bitch
Ain't nothing was the same bitch
Flexing like a box spring
I keep a good dam talking but it's not spring
Making my rocks bling hit 'em with hot steam
All these bitches love me, that's past desire
They treat my penis like a pacifier
Festive attire, past to retire
Looking like the cash you admire
I'm a G, run up in your crib and demand steak
Pretty bitches rub my feet
'til their hands break
Caked up, like a 8 baller in humidity
Cocaine talks
And tells me bag me and get rid of me
Queens niggas at the finish line
Word to the watch on my wrist
I keep exquisite time but I'm usually on CPT
Then click this free food like it's EBT
Run me