Dracula - Pressa, Flipp Dinero

Dracula - Pressa, Flipp Dinero

  • Year of release: 2021
  • Language: English
  • Duration: 2:06

Below is the lyrics of the song Dracula , artist - Pressa, Flipp Dinero with translation

Lyrics " Dracula "

Original text with translation

Dracula

Pressa, Flipp Dinero

I used to try to hear them out

It never really added up

They don’t know I murder shit

Young nigga from Canada

I get em gone for the free, free

Don’t need to drop bags, nah

Stay with a Demon like Dracula

I stay with a demon like Dracula

Gotquarter million in jewelry

And niggas ain’t staining shit

He ain’t come outside in 2−4 hours and we still wait for him

He see niggas jump out the car but it’s too late for him

That nigga Sizzlac dead

Plus he a rat, niggas still praising him

Every single Wass around me got a buss down

I hang with some Mali niggas

Bitch I hit that gas every time I put my foot down

I come from the trap house, sleeping on trap couches

I’m from that trap house, I’m from that trap house, I’m from that trap house

These bullets lash out and push his head back

Mr. Trap house

He turn around, we tear his back out

300 for a 100 pounds of Gas bitch

Diamonds dancing, jewelry nasty back to Miami

Slatty in the taxi brick in the pantry

Wild boy in the

Counting wild cheese and counting my niggas into the family

Count up the hundreds and go

I got no love can’t fuck with you niggas

I hop in the foreign and push in

My cup full of muddy I’m sippin on tinted

My niggas they with me they know

Pressa go flip

Got bricks in the cut for the bag imma get it

They know how we do for the bag imma spend it

I got my niggas at Southside run a mission we did it in no time

I got my goon from the Northside front a pack and he did it no co-sign

Talk about get it you see how we living

You know that we spend it and get that shit back

Pull up on Haitians my niggas they get you don’t gotta stay it, that shit been

a fact

There was the days I was stuck in the back

Pockets was empty I move for the check

Pocket was empty I flexed up the racks

I hit the stage and they cut me a check

Now she wanna fuck me with no strings attached

I got them diamonds they flex on my neck

Know what I do for the gang that I rep

I want the money don’t care about respect

I got my niggas at Southside run a mission we did it in no time

I got my goon from the Northside front a pack and he did it no co-sign

Talk about get it you see how we living

You know that we spend it and get that shit back

Pull up on Haitians my niggas they get you don’t gotta stay it, that shit been

a fact

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