Okay, okay
Okay, okay
Okay, okay
Okay, okay
Okay, okay, yeah
Yeah, b#tch, yeah, b#tch, I’m on my Dracula swag
I’m finna bite that b#tch neck, okay, and I be sipping it fast
I’m finna f#ck this b#tch always and that b#tch throwing that #ss
Ran up a rack like, uh, today
She wanna come to the lair, she wanna come to the old vampire place
Crack another seal, pour me an eight
I do this sh#t like every damn day
Shooting that sh#t like a range
Feel like I’m winning the race, yeah
Walk in that b#tch to the rage
I be gone off the opiates mixed with
I got my n#gg# in the pen, I pay that boy for
I got Ricky boots on me and I don’t need to lace ’em
I be grinding by my lonely ’til I’m up and famous, yеah
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