Count Tracula

[Intro]
If you don't fuck with Evil Empire, well then you're just a bitch ass [?]

[Verse 1]
Man my Luke Harlan diamonds shining like Jack Riddler toothpaste
Man my Luke Harlan diamonds make you stargaze and all of your diamonds are literal gay I use to sleep on the stairway now I'm whipping luxurious cars on the highway
I make 1 mill off of big bees in one day, and my choppa spray like it's D-Day
I run to that bag like it's a literal relay race don't disrespect me, or imma hit you on top of the head with this mace
Every kiss begins with Kay

[Verse 2]
Jack Riddla, Jack Riddla, Jack Riddla
Bitch I'm running to the bag like a relay race
Yeah your bitch is bad but I'm mad so I shoot her face
Man I'm servin 43 leans I'm counting my money for days
Sippin' so much wock like I'm getting hazed
I'm getting paid every day and I can buy anything so I just copped a Fendi chain I'm making bank plenty change
I'm feeling so hard in my car cause this is a new Ferrar
Finna buy the planet Mar literal r
Finna smoke you like a cigar
Got a Glock in my lap like I'm 21 Savage
Smoking on that luxurious cabbage and that luxurious Caesar salad
Finna smack a bitch with a pallet too much money I can't count it
To much dick she can't smoke it she suck my dick blood like Count Dracula
Wanna fuck Count Dracula I'm going crazy on this Count Tracula
Got that gun I keep it tuck