Songtexte Tragic (feat. RunDownRod) - YBC Shadyy

We hop out the vette with a TEC
Aim at his back fuck around hit his neck
Damn bitch yeah I keep me a strap
Big 45th ima cock that bih back
Good pussy yeah it sound like some mac
Told lil bro we gone run it up in the trap
Yeah bitch we serving pack
Try to rob us we gone make you run track
Young blood just copped a mac
He gone take your pussy ass of the map
Five-five-six gone make him take a nap
But he didn't wake up damn that tragic
Work disappear yeah i do magic
Been balling on niggas call me magic
Fifty two nights yeah I do the fashion
Better get you a gun stop lacking

We hop out the vette with a TEC
Aim at his back fuck around hit his neck
Damn bitch yeah I keep me a strap
Big 45th ima cock that bih back
Good pussy yeah it sound like some mac
Told lil bro we gone run it up in the trap
Yeah bitch we serving pack
Try to rob us we gone make you run track

These niggas be hating that shit really tragic
Pop out two glicks on my hip never lacking
Flip me a pack then I count up the backend
Really ran it up getting them bags in
Walk down on a nigga fuck having to aim
Get so fly bitch I'm walking on planes
Be so high in the clouds fuck a train
You niggas ain't valid you was never gang
Smoking the za it go straight to my brain
Bussin the scripts use it for the pain
Real shooters yeah my niggas insane
Chasing the money never chasing fame
Clutch shooter in the cut Dame
Glock twenty three Lebron James
Fast car really switching lanes
Bussdown no plain jane

We hop out the vette with a TEC
Aim at his back fuck around hit his neck
Damn bitch yeah I keep me a strap
Big 45th ima cock that bih back
Good pussy yeah it sound like some mac
Told lil bro we gone run it up in the trap
Yeah bitch we serving pack
Try to rob us we gone make you run track