Leave Em Stretched - Drakeo The Ruler

I came in the club with pippi longstockin, the drum hangin

Silly opp, now he DOA, cuz he was pump fakin

Sped off in the Rolls Royce Dawn, look, there’s no Wraith here

I’m a liability, the switch on me, I’m so dangerous

You sneak dissin, you better hang it up, like a coat hanger

Niggas die every day, B, and I’m a soul snatcher

A toe tagger, put Randy donut holes up in his 4matic

Put his high school picture on the TV, it was so tragic

that was be for you went and got so tatted

No longer, went partyin at Ruth’s Chris and wrote a song after

Why so many police with him, I don’t understand

If I let the K off he probly get up on the stand

I’m from California, I’m a nigga in demand

Ill leave a nigga hangin from a tree, this the Klan

I let my kids ball, I’m Mr. T up in the stands

There goes Drakeo the Ruler, niggas peein in they pants

LJ, MJ, 2 23's up in my hand

Niggas sweet as butter cups, you left a Reese’s on the gram

The incident report said, «he left feces on the ground»

I left a mess in aisle 5, bitch, clean it up again

I been droppin piles my whole life, it ain’t nothing

I hit a nigga wit the K, I don’t scuffle

From what I heard, he got Frito-Lay-ed and left Ruffles

I’m from south central la, can’t no nigga tell me nothin'

Pulled up in the Dawn, but my Rover got sport

Its a autobiography, run up on it, you get torched

Sideshow bob, I coulda went and bought a Masi

Suicidal doors, but my life is kamikaze

Free Kells, free Mels, and again bitch, free Razzi

Purse first, go to work, bitch, put it in my pocket

I came in the club with a drum on me

A hundiddy in the chop, that is one hunnid

Don’t be callin on my phone if you don’t want nothin

Yea the estimate of shells dropped, is like a phone number

Tape his block off, ain’t no if’s or but’s

Long live Jameon Davis, I keep the semi tucked