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lirik lagu dracula – sadtrojan and wafflejax

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[intro: wafflejax]
yeah, mhm (i love you sadtrojan)
ah, okay, um
let’s go, uh (mhm)
godd*mn, big ass t**th like dracula (pop*pop*pop*pop*pop)
i got that wave, uh (yeah)
jazy just took his drugs
i don’t really give a sh*t, too soon, no* (godd*mn)
yeah (hah!)

[chorus: wafflejax]
i’m losin’ patience, myself, no, i can’t take it
grindin’ since like 15 and i done started from the pavement
stackin’ up on distrokid and i ain’t even use my payment
let these f*ckers think i’m still a broke b*tch, a free agent
dummy say [?], got a cuban flag emoji
we’re the th*rn in yo’ side but mom aware we just listen close
i you ever rent thе island keep across it, lil’ homie
or get murked for bеin’ fraud and now you lifted like a trophy (boom*boom*boom*boom!)
[verse 2: sadtrojan]
pmt, pimp master trojan
when i laid her on my bed we locked eyes while i’m swimmin’ in her ocean
why you wanna be my main b*tch? no, i don’t do promotions
i’m not tryna see you more than once, just tryna see the motions
this b*tch f*cked up, seen her on feetfinder
treat her like youtube in december, ’cause i’ma rewind her
my b*tch short, i lost her in walmart, i still can’t find her
dumb b*tch forgot i was the goat, i had to remind her

[verse 3: wafflejax & sadtrojan]
f*cked up my gemini shorty, i’m kinda sad ’bout it
my ex*pisces p*ssed me off, and i’m still mad ’bout it
left yo’ vibrator in my back seat, don’t gotta cap ’bout it
you tryna talk it out, i got more paper, we can stack ’bout it
waffletrojan toe*to*toe
travel states, see hoe*to*hoe
feel like tyson on that coke, i beat that p*ssy blow*for*blow
when she askin’ me, “what are we?” hit that girl like, “i don’t know”
sh*t, i fell in love with ari, i’m not sorry, i went ghost

[verse 4: sadtrojan]
already lost enough, if i lose you i know i’ll be alright
it’s not a single b*tch that’s good enough for me to be my wife
the shawty on me tryna do me dirty like the cup of sprite
no, she don’t got a ride, still kicked her out, no, you can’t stay the night
uh, wait, yeah, that’s f*cked up
but you just got to link up with lil’ trojan, yeah, you lucked up
your top two not me and wafflejax, you a dumb f*ck, uh
you see me on my grind ’til the sun up
[verse 5: wafflejax]
she got my eyes rollin’ back, like i’m the undertaker
she get to suckin’ on my tippie like a now*and*later
then want a mouthful of my syrup, want it now or later?
put it in the center of her cervix, the p*ssy equator
watchin’ my behavior, sh*t might get me in trouble
i face a plain of gelato, i’m f*ckin’ up a mcdouble
fumble every bad b*tch i’m heavily attached with
all i wanted was you, you faker than some plastic, b*tch!

[verse 6: sadtrojan & wafflejax]
cut your life short, shinigami eyes
shorty hit my snap with a picture of my name on her thighs
how could i trip about a hater? everybody dies
i just told her, “leave me alone, ’cause you not my type”
i hit a boogie in the car, i’m feelin’ high as h*ll
hands in my pants, body slouchin’, i’m fried as h*ll
me and trojan gunna and thugger, free ysl
shorty like my granny ac, broke and hot as h*ll

[verse 7: sadtrojan & wafflejax]
shorty introduced me to her water, said, “welcome aboard”
f*ck a pregnant b*tch, my d*ck caught in her umbilical cords
why you askin’ me where the shirt from? it’s sum’ you can’t afford
real role model, dish washin’ and f*ckin’ wh0res
four pockets full, lil baby, i’m walkin’ out the store
cool my mama never aborted me, i thank the lord
i’m just made some paper off my rap, but i wanted more
every time i’m lookin’ at the clock it’s sayin’ triple four
[chorus: wafflejax]
i’m losin’ patience, myself, no, i can’t take it
grindin’ since like 15 and i done started from the pavement
stackin’ up on distrokid and i ain’t even use my payment
let these f*ckers think i’m still a broke b*tch, a free agent
dummy say [?], got a cuban flag emoji
we’re the th*rn in yo’ side but mom aware we just listen close
i you ever rent the island keep across it, lil’ homie
or get murked for bein’ fraud and now you lifted like a trophy (boom*boom*boom*boom!)

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