Evil Thoughts - Drakeo The Ruler, RJmrLA

Shit, you know what’s going on

You know the truth

(RonRon, load it up, RonRon, load it up)

(DRUpNext)

Pick it off the ground, make him spin around

Ask about the Stincs, yeah, we run LA

They say, «Drakeo, we can’t hear you,» it be more than loud

Let the K off, he doing jumping jacks (RonRon, do that shit)

They nicknamed me the Cold Devil

These .223s make souls shatter

Striptease, he’s a pole dancer

We do Percs, y’all be off meth

He say it’s beef, when he see me, they be nice as Caillou

He tried to run up it, chop dropkicked him, Ryu

You heard the team was in the club, send 'em up, we sideswiped 'em

Killed the club, bring the casket, he drowned from nine bottles

You do not be on that tough shit when you see us

All your homies Buster Douglas, they all Winnies

Marcus, I caught him at the light, he start speeding

Shooters in the Dawn, left the victim in the Prius

Shit, nigga

We millionaires, are you sure you wanna beef with us?

For real, nigga

Evil thoughts when we snatching them Jesus pieces

Nigga

It’s a movie in the chop, you’re Jeepers Creepers

Nigga (I like that)

Evil thoughts when we snatching them Jesus pieces

Yeah, millionaires, honey buns get you glazed

Get the drop on the opps, get to 'em without Waze

Hit a bank, come home to a ticket, crime pays

Serve a table, mix the chowder and chicken and sauté

Hit your bitch up twelve ways, might dick it, but just a little

Gotta watch what I say 'cause killers is sentimental

Forty-five lie on my back, I’m Don Mitchell

Better pick who you want to come visit in hospital

Shit, I’m tryna exit out that building, break the latches

Can’t let 'em stress me out, they’ll leave me in a casket

Apply the pressure up in the nigga like gymnastics

All that dissing, gon' have your niggas get you tatted

RIP before your name

Riding 'round, what we doing?

Me and Drakeo together, you niggas know we undefeated

Bottegas on Bentayga pedals, oh, I’m the one speeding

You do not be on that tough shit when you see us

All your homies Buster Douglas, they all Winnies

Marcus, I caught him at the light, he start speeding

Shooters in the Dawn, left the victim in the Prius

Shit, nigga

We millionaires, are you sure you wanna beef with us?

For real, nigga

Evil thoughts when we snatching them Jesus pieces

Nigga

It’s a movie in the chop, you’re Jeepers Creepers

Nigga

Evil thoughts when we snatching them Jesus pieces