I'm pushin for the single yo, c'mon

Yo lock the door, uh huh

Ya heard, uh, uh

C'mon, yeah

Y'all know who it is, or should I say what it is

Uh, uh



[Verse 1]

All Drag do is fuck bitches, and drain his body

Kickin bitches out the bed and sleep next to a shottie

A bitch'll never get me pump, I make niggas pump IV

I'm the type to follow the cops wit a midget drivin me

Make them think the car drivin itself, and I'm in the passenger seat

Signal lights, stashbox, a package of D

Drag dash, I'm happy to be

On, this rap shit is like a jacket to me

I wear it with cracks in my sleeves

So I keep it on, don't never take my jacket off cuz my shit be gone

What are you, lost your mind?

It took my time to cut these dimes

So I could dump drug a few minds, so don't make me bust a few nines

Dip the T T in polish watch the shoe shine

Slip in the Tunnel with a banger in my bootline

All it takes is the finger to make a sour sit, linger

Double R is hard, the rest of y'all is R