
bulletproof (rasta) - natedraggin lyrics
[intro]
(this is petro gang)
[verse 1: natedraggin]
cartier for the shades, n*gga, i might just canada goose
looking a sweet in a louis v suit
[?] got the cartier in his hands, sh*ts jhi like on goose
in the rich jhi water, that sh*t like a pool
i might just be out of the states, riding round in a coupe
i got dior with the lanvin, i mix it with [?]
i’ma hand it to my fashion, this shi jhi cool
i get to feeling nas, yeah, the world i’ma rule
take a dive in the pool, you gon’ sink [?]
[?] my right side, yeah, he as real as it gets
i really came from nothing, n*gga, yeah, the trenches
try to take a walk in my shoes, n*gga, it could get trecherous
da out baltimore, yeah, hе be breaking the [?]
takе a seat in my class and you’re gonna learn your lesson
[?] in a week, sh*t jhi like a blessing
i’m tryna be on an island where there ain’t no stressing
[verse 2: luh zu]
tryna be kicked up with my b*tch and a gun
got my feet kicked up, b*tch, i feel like i’m o
with your b*tch, laid back and she giving me throat
man, this sh*t hit the fan, n*ggas tried to call me bro
boy, you is not bulletproof, hold up
boy, you is not bulletproof, you get turned to a ghost
nah, you only get one life, stay on your toes
hey, watch how i do it right now when i switch up the flow
man, i switch up the flow like a tranny or dike
i’m toting on [?], come out like a [?]
man, i got dreams of going hard, being in front of the lights
tryna do this sh*t big like the new age mike
[verse 3: natedraggin]
cross him up with the one*two, green like a light
i was bagging your b*tch back when n*ggas had skype
i’m out mia, n*gga, i’m taking that flight
i might carti my vision, that sh*t looking bright
i got sh*t on the ground, i got sh*t on the floor
christian dior on my feet when i real get bored
i take trip out of state, i be gone by the morning
i’m out the country, i’m waking up somewhere
i don’t know what i should get, it’s the steak or the lobster
i don’t be f*cking with n*ggas, these n*ggas imposters
n*gga, we jhi like that, we the first on the roster
i’m in the stu’, dreads shaking, i feel like a rasta
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