Drayco Mccoy I Can't Die Yet Lyrics

[Chorus: Drayco McCoy]
Why they on me, 'cause I'm getting loot
Shawty rollin', poppin' whole beans got her in the mood
Bitch don't text, show me what you finna do
I got my respect, they know me, I been gettin' to it
I can't die yet, I got shit to do
I can't die yet, I got shit to prove
Put my city all on my back what real niggas do
Make that ho climax, then I stick and move

[Verse 1: Drayco McCoy]
f*ck what it takes to stop, we on it
Run it up like a race, I'm Forrest Gump with it
Your slut in my place to f*ck and I'm with it
I'ma nut on her face, she love it, scrumptious
I'm still in the lead
Foot on they necks, won't let them niggas breathe
Told 'em back then they should f*ck with the team
p*ssy boys gasses sound just like a queef
When the rain hits my window
I keep some moonrock blunts and my bitch close
Me and Lil Aaron doin' stunts, we just might flip ya ho
I know these fools wanna bust me in my temple
I got these niggas mad, boy you flexin' your cash
But dollar bills mean nada, don't get robbed or you'll owe your flow
I'm so real, they sci-fi, Mythbusters exposing them
Ayy bring the hammer in any weather
I pull up with fifty blammers, it's whatever you want
Tell 'em I spit on your get together Indiana niggas, we up next to the throne

[Chorus: Drayco McCoy]
Why they on me, 'cause I'm getting loot
Shawty rollin', poppin' whole beans got her in the mood
Bitch don't text, show me what you finna do
I got my respect, they know me, I been gettin' to it
I can't die yet, I got shit to do
I can't die yet, I got shit to prove
Put my city all on my back what real niggas do
Make that ho climax, then I stick and move

[Verse 2: Finding Novyon]
Yeah, I'm the hottest under the sun
Bet your bitch won't deny, all y'all my sons
Model bitch and she grippin' real low
Red bottoms dripping right under her toes
We getting lifted at all of our shows
All of my haters be feeling exposed
Roll a backwood of endo
My niggas pulled up with them sticks like it's kendo
Man all these rappers who online are so predictable
And I ain't gotta teach 'em nothing like a prinicipal
But these hoes wanna meet up, I do double-Ds
I don't give a F what B's want, see A plus
They catch fades when they try to test me
Gotta do what I do for my block
Shaking your woman right off of my jock
If you hating then square up, let's box
But I'd rather be chasing them knots, ayy