supersonic by BigBabyDraco

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Yeah-ah (Draco, where the shit at?)
 
Yeah-ah-ah-ah (yeah, it's BigBabyDraco)
 
Nah-ah-ah (what's up, Draco?)
 
Yeah-ah-ah (Draco, where the shit at?)
 
 
 
She a demon, she a demon, gotta run fast
 
Gotta go supersonic 'cause she come fast
 
And my momma said, "Don't you ever run back"
 
Fuck that, yeah, fuck that, I get big money, you love that
 
She a demon, she a demon, gotta run fast
 
Gotta go supersonic 'cause she come fast
 
And my momma said, "Don't you ever run back"
 
Fuck that, yeah, fuck that, I get big money, you love that
 
 
 
Shit's unsettling (Draco, where the shit at?)
 
Niggas, they be meddlin', but then again
 
I know some bulls who thought they could get out this damn hellhole
 
And I never seen them again, again
 
And nowadays I wonder if we're better off just not talkin' shit
 
But niggas, yeah, they gossipin', I been gettin' dough, I'm all in this
 
'Cause hoes recite they woes, and care less 'bout mine
 
I been killin' hoes with a Glock and a .9, yeah
 
'Cause ever since I was 9, yeah, been fucked up my whole life, yeah
 
(Draco, I fuckin' hate you!) And you wonder why, uh
 
That we wanna die, yeah, let us die, yeah
 
Why even try, yeah? I wake up every night, yeah
 
And start to fucking cry as I rub my eyes
 
I can barely sleep at night ever since Jay done died
 
It lives in my mind rent-free, relentlessly
 
Bitch niggas, wash your face, hoes, they resentin' me
 
And I know she just want the money, she say, "You're dead to me"
 
You'll be the death of me, one day, eventually
 
Bitch, I'm transformin', trasncendin', God's ascendin' me
 
And I been getting hoes who could care less 'bout me
 
And I been with my gang, they're always next to me
 
They keep me alive, messages you sent to me
 
I didn't even read 'em, so please don't message me
 
Baby, you a demon, your whole legacy
 
Is full of niggas schemin', sayin', "Hate how they representin' me"
 
(Yeah, it's BigBabyDraco) I just wanna live independently
 
Separately from you, yeah, definitely, def-definitely (what's up, Draco?)
 
Bitch niggas know I need the medicine, need a remedy
 
Adrenaline got me high off the ecstasy
 
I don't wanna be friends again, stay the hell away from me
 
I'm seeing red again, I lost my sense of identity
 
My demons, they always be sensin' me
 
I'm high as fuck, almost shot up a deputy
 
My momma mad as fuck, I got complexity
 
He said, "All this shit be perplexin' me"
 
I been down bad for you, like your love's a necessity
 
But you keep texting me, sendin' texts to me
 
And I don't read 'em 'cause I don't need you, I'm my own entity
 
Yeah, aight, 'cause these niggas, they fundamentally
 
Changed my whole fuckin' brain, I want it back desperately
 
And we're stuck in this game full of jealousy
 
Like, genuinely, what the fuck do you expect from me?
 
Niggas diss on me, but then come and say I'm a dependency
 
Got niggas who depend on me, they wanna give me the death penalty
 
Just want true love from you, I got too much empathy
 
Mama said I'm so empathetic, I don't do it intentionally
 
I don't do sympathy, I do empathy, it changed me tremendously
 
And bitches tellin' fables endlessly, yeah
 
Respectfully fuck outta my face, hoe, I'm a delicacy
 
And this love shit ain't got no longevity
 
And these niggas, they always questionin' me
 
Yeah, and you go and talk to your friends, always mentionin' me
 
Bitch, I'll shoot your ass if you name-droppin' me, this Glock so heavenly
 
It send niggas high as fuck to where Heaven be, yeah
 
Fly like a pelican, bitches talkin' incessantly
 
And it's this one thing that got me fucked up, solemnity
 
Feel like Amerie, hoes mad as fuck, they movin' recklessly
 
Shoot a nigga up so regrettably, woah-oh-oh
 
Know my mama regrettin' me, I can read minds, telepathy
 
And I been missing your touch, your voice, so velvety
 
Bitch, what the fuck? I'm always styled impeccably
 
Fuck off, nigga, don't talk, you got no relevancy
 
Bitch, I need the meds, where the fuck the medicine be?
 
And I feel like Tame Impala, a loser
 
I really think I have no fuckin' future, future, future
 
Walk in with my shooters, shooters, shooters
 
Shootin' niggas up, never meant to shoot her
 
And I fucked up, baby, fucked up my whole future
 
Future, yeah
 
 
 
She a demon, she a demon, gotta run fast
 
Gotta go supersonic 'cause she come fast
 
And my momma said, "Don't you ever run back"
 
Fuck that, yeah, fuck that, I get big money, you love that
 
She a demon, she a demon, gotta run fast
 
Gotta go supersonic 'cause she come fast
 
And my momma said, "Don't you ever run back"
 
Fuck that, yeah, fuck that, I get big money, you love that
 
 
 
Okay, baby, tell me where you at, it's okay, baby
 
Know you want me bad every day, baby
 
Niggas, they're so mad, they so mad, baby
 
I got the Cadillac and the 'Bach, baby, ayy
 
She know that she bad, yeah, she bad, baby
 
And you know where I'm at, so come back, baby
 
And niggas, they want the cash, want the cash, baby
 
Ayy, get the dough quickly, bitch, these hoes bitchy
 
She want my soul, she wanna get me, tell me, is you with me?
 
Woah-oh, nigga (Draco, where the shit at?)
 
So cold, nigga (Draco, I fuckin' hate you!)
 
And this ain't no princess shit, no damn Disney
 
Gave you all I had, you done tricked me
 
She done stole my 'Bach, left me dizzy
 
Speedin' off in the 'llac, sippin' 'Gnac, feel so sickly
 
Bitch, my skin pale, she tricked me once, she'd do it again
 
I'm with some hoes and they goin' through it again
 
(Draco, where the shit at?) Bitch, I won't ever be near you, never 'gain
 
And I been sippin' lean to numb the pain 'fore I lose it again
 
Got me in a headlock, she done cut off my dreadlocks
 
Cut hoes off if they fake, you see the red dot
 
Pointed at your fuckin' forehead, that's a headshot
 
Now your ass is gone, dead, bitch, these hoes mad, they red hot
 
Got me some money for my mama, I can't get caught
 
Know bitches think they're funny, you gon' get shot
 
She don't want a job, just the money, perfect shot
 
Bitches really think we're laughing and it's funny? Her breath caught
 
Now that bitch act like she ain't scummy, feel like Sidney Prescott
 
Ayy-ayy, lil' bitch said she loved me, well, I guess not
 
(What's up, Draco?) Her head cocked, bitches get they head popped
 
Niggas wanna lie, then you can lie, my breath hot
 
'Gainst your neck, yah, hoes workin' like it's a sweatshop
 
(Yeah, it's BigBabyDraco)
 
(Draco, I fuckin' hate you!) Fire ten shots, fuck what the feds got
 
Get your heads chopped, shoot yo' best shot
 
'Cause it's BigBabyDraco, like Charlie, a damn neckshot
 
Bitch wanna fuck, we can fuck, nevermind, I guess not
 
Hoes wanna lie, then you niggas can die, we in a dead spot
 
I would kill myself 'fore you ever got the headshot
 
I cannot go out sad, no, nigga, no sadness
 
Bitch, I'm with my gang, in my bag, it's madness
 
She know she wants me back, it's a habit
 
I can't have shit, never had shit, Glocky? I have it
 
Shots to your neck, doin' acid, smokin' gases
 
If my daughter ever be skippin' classes, I'll whoop her ass quick
 
I'm a straight A_ student, nigga, A's be my habit
 
And bitches think they're the shit, they're just cappin'
 
When I'm with my niggas, we never lackin'
 
The bread I be stacking, the cheese I be stackin'
 
All up on my plate, these niggas think they have it
 
You don't have it, you never had it..
 
 
 
Yeah-ah (Draco, where the shit at?)
 
Yeah-ah-ah-ah (yeah, it's BigBabyDraco)
 
Nah-ah-ah (what's up, Draco?)
 
Yeah-ah-ah (Draco, where the shit at?)
 
She a demon, she a demon, gotta run fast
 
Gotta go supersonic 'cause she come fast
 
And my momma said, "Don't you ever run back"
 
Fuck that, yeah, fuck that, I get big money, you love that
 
She a demon, she a demon, gotta run fast

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