FRESH OUT THE DRAFT
Adam Boyle
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Yeah
Feel like I'm fresh out the draft
I'm celebrating like I'm fresh out the draft
Holding it down got the gang on my back
They counting on me to put us on the map
I need all the racks in a big duffel bag
Keep it a hunnid, I keep all the stacks
I'm winning again like Usain on the track
Got double C's on me shit cost a few racks
I been in my bag I don't got time to lack
I'm going again I might Skrrrtttt
I'm with DG and he just hit the gas
Revving the engine, flames pop out the back
We blowing out smoke
Coming straight out the pack
Flew from the south I touchdown on the west
We whippin the benz up in Angeles Crest
Been putting in work, all my muscle I flex
This shit heavy duty, big bulletproof vest
Shout out my brothers who hold down the South
I could make a few calls they might knock off your jaw
Feel like I'm Julius Caesar
I came in the game and
Conquered everything that I saw
At it again now I'm smoking on reefa
Need me a bitch I can call mamacita
Need me a foreign a whip a two seater
I don't like stripes
I like checks on my sneakers
Yea, I'm feeling at ease
I'm with the big dogs like I play in the league
I feel like De'Aaron, I'm lighting the beam
I'm going insane, I'm the star of the team
Heavy hitters
Bring in the fleet
Got Japanese denim all over my jeans
My life like a movie, this feel like a scene
But I got the blueprint, all part of the scheme
Need that advance
Rolling the dice like I'm taking a chance
Everything going according to plan
Poppin my shit cause I feel like the man
I'm celebrating like I'm fresh out the draft
Holding it down got the gang on my back
They counting on me to put us on the map
I need all the racks in a big duffel bag
Keep it a hunnid, I keep all the stacks
I'm winning again like Usain on the track
Got double C's on me shit cost a few racks
I been in my bag I don't got time to lack
I'm going again I might Skrrrtttt