Chetta - Dracula lyrics
[Chetta - Dracula lyrics]
We're sorry
Oh yeah, oh yeah (Oh yeah, oh yeah)
Oh yeah, oh yeah (Oh yeah, oh yeah)
Oh yeah, oh yeah (Oh yeah, oh yeah)
Smoking on strong, that scat pack
Hundred big racks for the S-Class
Real rockstar, no Jack Black
It's a new Glock and it matte black
Pussy ass boy, better back, back
Bitch don't like me, too bad
All y'all hoes whack, too sad
Cooking up work, where they do that?
(Where they do that, where they do that?)
Take you to the trap, ain't got no cable
Everything I got on me, no label
Ride for my dawgs, no Cain, no Abel
Only sip clean, that purplе, that Laker
Take my drip off and I'm still gon' take hеr
All you hoes cap, y'all lying, y'all fable
223 hit ya top like facials
(Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah)
Oh yeah
Smoking on strong, that scat pack
Hundred big racks for the S-Class
Real rockstar, no Jack Black
It's a new Glock and it matte black
Pussy ass boy, better back, back
Bitch don't like me, too bad
All y'all hoes whack, too sad
Cooking up work, where they do that?
(Where they do that, where they do that?)
Sipping on syrup, hell nah, not maple
Big four-four, cut you with it like razors
New TEC-9 got the grip with the lazer
I don't give a fuck, lil' bitch, I'm famous
Pop a lil' Perc', lil' bitch, I'm painless
Smoking zaza and I blow by the acre
I'm a big dawg, ain't shit gon' phase us
Oh yeah (oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah)
They run from them
Sometimes, the world no longer needs a hero
Sometimes, what it needs is a monster
Oh yeah
Smoking on strong, that scat pack
Hundred big racks for the S-Class
Real rockstar, no Jack Black
It's a new Glock and it matte black
Pussy ass boy, better back, back
Bitch don't like me, too bad
All y'all hoes whack, too sad
Cooking up work, where they do that?
(Work, where they do that, work
Where they do that?)
(You did good, $lick)
Oh yeah, oh yeah (Oh yeah, oh yeah)
Oh yeah, oh yeah (Oh yeah, oh yeah)
Oh yeah, oh yeah (Oh yeah, oh yeah)
Smoking on strong, that scat pack
Hundred big racks for the S-Class
Real rockstar, no Jack Black
It's a new Glock and it matte black
Pussy ass boy, better back, back
Bitch don't like me, too bad
All y'all hoes whack, too sad
Cooking up work, where they do that?
(Where they do that, where they do that?)
Take you to the trap, ain't got no cable
Everything I got on me, no label
Ride for my dawgs, no Cain, no Abel
Only sip clean, that purplе, that Laker
Take my drip off and I'm still gon' take hеr
All you hoes cap, y'all lying, y'all fable
223 hit ya top like facials
(Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah)
Oh yeah
Smoking on strong, that scat pack
Hundred big racks for the S-Class
Real rockstar, no Jack Black
It's a new Glock and it matte black
Pussy ass boy, better back, back
Bitch don't like me, too bad
All y'all hoes whack, too sad
Cooking up work, where they do that?
(Where they do that, where they do that?)
Sipping on syrup, hell nah, not maple
Big four-four, cut you with it like razors
New TEC-9 got the grip with the lazer
I don't give a fuck, lil' bitch, I'm famous
Pop a lil' Perc', lil' bitch, I'm painless
Smoking zaza and I blow by the acre
I'm a big dawg, ain't shit gon' phase us
Oh yeah (oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah)
They run from them
Sometimes, the world no longer needs a hero
Sometimes, what it needs is a monster
Oh yeah
Smoking on strong, that scat pack
Hundred big racks for the S-Class
Real rockstar, no Jack Black
It's a new Glock and it matte black
Pussy ass boy, better back, back
Bitch don't like me, too bad
All y'all hoes whack, too sad
Cooking up work, where they do that?
(Work, where they do that, work
Where they do that?)
(You did good, $lick)