DRAKE & JOSH

Intro: Jug, Im in the hood right now nigga

Verse 1:
Came up in the streets
I can't do the sports
Im on that block banging on doors
I got a thot, im talking about Hores
I do not box
I got that torch
These hoes fast just like a horse
I rock Ralph, dont rock Laurel

Verse 2:
Puff from the past
Keep that bitch going
My bitch got that ass
Straight from london
Im bout' to crash but im till going
Doing a lap gotta stay focused
Doing that dash but i just be rolling
I stay for the class, I want the token
I dont need a map i know where im going
My pockets fat, like its a mowing
Dont need no friends, but might get solo
Hop off a jet, taking a photo

Verse 3:
Hit a little bitch out no ho
Just off a jet im in Soho
That bitch is rose gold
I get more pipes than the po po
Bending her back like a yoyo
I get that nine like Ro Mo
Pouring pints in my soda

Verse 4:
I am a Player
I fuck that bitch i do not date her
I ball like a laker
I get more pies than a baker
Narrow way like an acre ( Ayee)
I get more neck than a hanger
Im in the cut like a taper
Smoking a blunt with my gangmember
Im on that block, I sippin' lean imma pop
Im pimping these thots, Spining on these cops
They say stop. Got white like Drake and Josh
Finesse that top (Sloppy)
Sleep wit that drakeo
Lil' bitch do what i say so
Play wit now he got a halo
Stack up just like Lego
Pour a brick in my faygo , Mhhm Dirty
It taste like a rainbow
Nigga get wet like a rain coat
(Wet)