Issue No 175 D L S Lyrics

ft. CASTLE

Knick knack, padywhack, all of that junk
Fly like Jordan on jumps on foot
Fourth quarter crunch, I'mma touch all corners
Hater'
Tossed those ones in the booty bar once
Shorty found out now she handling funds
No fun, put the flame on the bun'
Fuck around, burn your house down like'
Hard like a retard tryna spell indictment
Loose screw rappers need tightening
Only feel pressure by the microns
Achieve gravity, born instant buzzing off
Every'I'mma let them all live
High white kids analyze how to rap
Fathering style but your belly ain't fat
Like bees in a trap, put Ds on the lap
And allow hood rats screaming where the good at
Grab a hoe'the deaf and the dumb never understood rap
Heat it up, cold facts
Dress code looking like a nigga saw crack
Fingers on the chain, get your'
Another bloody ass act, the honey and jack
You must relax, uno, dos, tres'
Can't spell chromosome without that chrome
Palms ain't ready'skip this on the feet while I chase that fetty
It's cool, though, resume's good, drip since your mom still sweaty