Drakos

[Intro: Stunna Gambino]
Made it out the trenches, mama we legit
I been goin' hard, juggin' since a jit
'Member we was broke, they ain't give a shit
Nigga want smoke, pull up with a stick, yeah
Drakos on drakos (Drakos on drakos)
Drakos on drakos (Drakos on drakos)

[Chorus: Stunna Gambino]
Made it out the trenches, mama we legit
I been going hard, juggin' since a jit
'Member we was broke, they ain't give a shit
Niggas want smoke, pull up with a stick, yeah
Drakos on drakos (Drakos on drakos)
Drakos on drakos (Drakos on drakos)

[Verse 1: Stunna Gambino]
Opp niggas mad ‘cause I copped me a urus
Drip Celine, you know it came from Persia
Got off the phone with big bro talking property
Name a young nigga poppin' who hot as me
Namе a young nigga poppin' who hot as me
Diamonds zero below 25 dеgrees
I been stackin' my bread like monopoly
I been stackin' my bread like monopoly
Stack it like Lego (Stack it like Lego)
Bank roll on bank roll (Bank roll on bank roll)
You pay the amount, get the case closed (Yeah)
Shooter ride 'round with a drako (Yeah)
Ready for war, Halo (Yeah)
He gon' up it and ugh, when I say so (Yeah)
He gon' up it and ugh, when I say so (Yeah)
He gon' up it and ugh, when I say so yeah, yeah, yeah

[Chorus: Stunna Gambino]
Made it out the trenches, mama we legit
I been goin' hard, juggin' since a jit
'Member we was broke, they ain't give a shit
Nigga want smoke pull up with a stick yeah
Drakos on drakos (Drakos on drakos)
Drakos on drako (Drakos on drakos)

[Verse 2: Lil Perco]
In the mountains somewhere gettin' top from a bitch from Columbia
Hundred racks just to go shop with Danny
I go crazy the host think I'm finished
Flew her out to the south, fuck her good in Miami
See the buildings that shit motivation
Drop the top, (?) with me
Rappers mad 'cause they know they can't fuck with me
I put that dick in yo' hoe keep her company
She knows whats up with me, play it get ugly
I got racks in the safe for my mama and kids
My brothers we good for a minute
I won't put trust in these bitches
I got keys on the phone
I told that nigga I love him for life 'cause I know niggas locked in
If he front then we takin' his oxygen up like a [?]
Pray we gon' spin a bin
Richard Millie on top of the wrist lil' bruh watch how you talkin' my time come with money
Pipe it down in this bitch keep it coming two Glocks in my hand then go off on Jay (?)
Snipers all on the roof get to dumping
Yeah my life is a gamble like Stunna
Yeah I'm still in the trenches, where them niggas killing I swear nigga I'm on the come up

[Chorus: Stunna Gambino]
Made it out the trenches, mama we legit
I been goin' hard, juggin' since a jit
'Member we was broke, they ain't give a shit
Nigga want smoke, pull up with a stick, yeah
Drakos on drakos (Drakos on drakos)
Drakos on drakos (Drakos on drakos)
Made it out the trenches, mama we legit
I been goin' hard, juggin' since a jit
'Member we was broke, they ain't give a shit
Nigga want smoke, pull up with a stick, yeah
Drakos on drakos (Drakos on drakos)
Drakos on drakos (Drakos on drakos)