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Big Drastic, nigga
Yo, favorite rapper, favorite rapper
About to start making these niggas call me the greatest
I just dropped some light shit, threw it straight on the gram

He askin' for them prices on them bows, then coppin' a gram
One of my opps get shot, then a gun in my hand
I'ma spray this bitch till it decocked and reloaded again
Spray that tech till it clicked and I'm foldin' it in

Fiend sayin' this pack the one I put four on a ten
Niggas tryin' to build they house up, I blow that bitch in
Niggas hate me, they don't even know me, they follow the leader
Shit, before you bought that bitch a ring, she was swallowin' leaders

Trust us, if I pull this bitch out, you gon' die from a seizure
Tell me now, if a nigga slide, would you ride for your people
Shell catcher on this AR when I spark to get equal
Hit him in his face four times, this weapon is lethal

Wish a nigga would try and hide, I'm huntin' his people
Shots fired, man down, now they chalkin' the cement
Start that bitch, I'll park that bitch, don't even put the key in it
Say the word, I'm on his ass, don't even wanna be with him

Dras de on some B shit, no rush but I speed clips
On your Reed shit, double agent, just let me find out
My guns are blazin', you'll be patient if I miss your face
Let me switch it up before I catch a case

I was Mr. Yo on the interstate, I can get it gone with no interplay
I heard the stomach's growlin', I could've covered my dinner plate
Just call me Mr. Get the Cake, they used to call me Fab Dras
Yeah, it's only me, but I be droppin' like the Fab Five

AR spray his, RAV4, and now it's just a V5
50 Zone, I been gang, way before the peace sign
Choppa leave a tree trunk, but I ain't shootin' tree lines
I'm droppin' all bars, waitin' till they hear my B side

I could've made them pay, but I'ma drop this on the free sign
I'm quick to pick a beat and murk that bitch, I get aggressive
You can take it how you wanna take it, that's just your elective
Only shoot the kill shot, I'll leave them coughin' and wheezin

I'm a blessing without the sneezin', that vest ain't gon' do a thing
My name ring when I'm not around, suppressors don't make a sound
Red dot on a pussy nose, I'm eliminatin' the clown
With that pen and paper, I'm crowned, just waitin' on that major play

Till then I'm slicin' through these boulders, I need another razor blade
Tell them my Z stand for hope, I'm here to save the day
But I ain't came to play, shit can get ugly, it's Flava Flav
Block me and I threw a block party, they gon' respect my name

All tree of y'all, I stumped the ground and tall trees will fall
Get high then I free fall, fuckin with me at grand chance
If I was the ground, the whole world would do a handstand
Drastic, chef me up the beat, I'm goin' stupid ham

Can't even assist with the white, I gotta super slam
Blue and whoop paint on the Chevy, fly like a superman
Bought a hundred pounds in the trunk, I had the stupid cram
Two birds whip three and a half, I got a stupid hand

A nigga stupid, man, I'll f*ck around and shoot a man
Shit, what's the deal, man? Shit, I'm the pill man
Pound man, out of town man, I'm the brick man
Shit

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