Dracula Pressa (Ft. Flipp Dinero)

[Intro: Pressa]
Grrah
Grrah
I'm in the studio with the cig on me
I used to try to hear them out
Uh

[Verse 1: Pressa]
I used to try to hear them out (Hear)
It never really added up (Huh)
They don't know I murder shit (Murder)
Young nigga from Canada
I get 'em gone for the free, free
Don't need to drop bags, no
Stay with a demon like Dracula
I stay with a demon like Dracula (Parker)
Got a quarter million in jewelry (Jewel)
And niggas ain't stainin' shit
He ain't come outside in 2-4 hours, we still waitin for him
He seen niggas jump out the car but it's too late for him
That nigga Sizzlac dead, plus he a rat, niggas still praisin' him (Huh?)
Every single Wass around me has got a buss down
I hang with Somali niggas, hoyatha wuss now
Bitch, I hit that gas every time I put my foot down
I come from the trap house
Sleepin' on trap couches
I'm from that trap house
I'm from that trap house
I'm from that trap house (Yeah)
These bullets lash out and push his head back, Mr. Trap House
He turn around, we tear his back off
Three-hunnid for a hunnid pounds of gas route (Bitch)
Diamonds dance, see, jewelry nasty, back to Miami (Uh)
Slatty in the taxi breakin' the pantry
Wild boy in the wildly and in all tallys (Count)
Countin' mayor cheese and countin' my niggas into the family