[Intro]
Draco hold a hundred rounds
Move wrong, knock a nigga down
Come and get her, I don't want your ho
Quiet as kept, I had the bitch before
Let her go, the bitch went on the dope
Trap, Trap, Trap
Got a new one on the shit for sure
[Chorus]
Draco hold a hundred rounds
Move wrong, knock a nigga down
Big blunts, smokin' out the pound
Hi-Tech slow a nigga down
Come and get her, I don't want your ho
Quiet as kept, I had the bitch before
Let her go, the bitch went on the dope
Damn son, where'd you find this?
Got a new one on the shit for sure
Draco hold a hundred rounds
Move wrong, knock a nigga down
Big blunts, smokin' out the pound
Hi-Tech slow a nigga down
Come and get her, I don't want your ho
Quiet as kept, I had the bitch before
Trap-A-Holics, real trap shit
Let her go, the bitch went on the dope
Got a new one on the shit for sure
[Verse 1]
Draco hold a hundred shots
Is you ridin' out or not, bro?
Hit the corner, run up on 'em
Everything gettin' dropped, bro
Lettin' it blow, I'm squeezin' 'til it's empty
Thirty-rounder on me, I got plenty
Niggas run and duck, I squeeze the semi
Chest hot like he done hit the Henny
Start from the bottom, in the mud
And now I'm sippin' red, yellow and green
The drank got me woozy, your bitch lookin' choosy
I think I need her for the team
Vegas mindset, chasin' cheddar
Slide on me, no slide back? Never
Solo burnin' in a sweater
Dump shots, smash in the Jetta
Need to put change on niggas
'Cause I'm 'bout to put flames on niggas
Change when niggas change on niggas
Got me feelin' strange around niggas
Don't even like to hang around niggas
Plus niggas be talkin' like po-pos
Free Verse and Dream, bro-bro
Scream that 'til they let bro go
Real trap shit
[Chorus]
Draco hold a hundred rounds
Move wrong, knock a nigga down
Big blunts, smokin' out the pound
Hi-Tech slow a nigga down
Come and get her, I don't want your ho
Quiet as kept, I had the bitch before
Let her go, the bitch went on the dope
Got a new one on the shit for sure
Draco hold a hundred rounds
Move wrong, knock a nigga down
Big blunts, smokin' out the pound
Hi-Tech slow a nigga down
Come and get her, I don't want your ho
Quiet as kept, I had the bitch before
Let her go, the bitch went on the dope
Got a new one on the shit for sure
[Verse 2]
Got a new one on the shit for sure
All she like to do is chase the dough
Nickel on me, flinchin', I'ma blow
Get on you niggas heads, I'm like a 'fro
Smockin' medication with a Hatian, put it down her throat
Man she can barely breathe out her nose
Hella jerks, hella slurps, smack on her ass
I'm like that when the lil' bitch chokes (Damn)
Talkin to my sexy, you must have connections
I feel it for me and my woes
Straight up like Russell I feel like five shots
As I run through the thizz like I fuck with the Zoes
Got the streets hot when I drop, bang
Are niggas really feelin' what they bang?
Niggas trippin', fuck it, grab the thang
Have niggas sittin' out where these niggas hang
I need to put change on niggas
'Cause I'm 'bout to put flames on niggas
Change when niggas change on niggas
Got me feelin' strange around niggas
Don't even like to hang around niggas
Plus niggas be talkin' like po-pos
Free Verse and Dream, bro-bro
Scream that 'til they let bro go
[Chorus]
Draco hold a hundred rounds
Move wrong, knock a nigga down
Big blunts, smokin' out the pound
Hi-Tech slow a nigga down
Come and get her, I don't want your ho
Quiet as kept, I had the bitch before
Let her go, the bitch went on the dope
Got a new one on the shit for sure
Draco hold a hundred rounds
Move wrong, knock a nigga down
Big blunts, smokin' out the pound
Hi-Tech slow a nigga down
Come and get her, I don't want your ho
Quiet as kept, I had the bitch before
Let her go, the bitch went on the dope
Got a new one on the shit for sure
[Outro]
Astronaut status, y'all Future
The designer kid
The kid-kid
I'm kickin' it live and direct
Shout out Trap-A-Holics
Real trap shit is that's what we bringin' you
Understand me?
Trap-A-Holics, turn up
100 Rounds was written by We-G WaK.
We-G WaK released 100 Rounds on Mon Dec 10 2018.