They call me drag-on, I’m hot scorchin
Keep the block roastin
Light a dutch wit the flames comin, toastin
In my eyes you could see what summer’s holdin
Realizin, every guy I’ll fry or dead rowdy
I burn to a degree of 130, and my gun dirty
Cause it got one bury, so you better run, hurry
Or catch one early
80% Cotton 20% Polyester blend (sweatshirt material) biker jacket with off-center zipper, zip pockets, and lined hood. Fits true to size. (Model is wearing a size Small). |
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