dino

Lyrics

(What) Who'd of thought he bottle up and duck Fuck the cut He packing up the luck he couldn't fuckin trust And couldn't find a flyin fuck To toss you from the fuckin dust I discuss my disgust for all these little motherfucks It's a fuckin must Never been the one to bust But you ain't wanna fuck with us Knock ya out your fuckin chucks Go ahead and push ya luck My shots been a fuckin buck Panic till the summers up I got my guts on double dutch Since morning cartoons and coco crisps The voice inside my head speak and spit so slick Loose lips Higher altitudes until you pricks is little ticks Feel my soul, it's hot as shit Molded down abyss With no pot for piss Mothafuckas act the square type From dollar signs to packing ice Cubic gleaming out they fuckin overbite yuh Fuck out my face and take ya bitch with ya How the fuck you figure? Tell ya mans to come get ya, yuh Come and get ya yuh Fuckin hot headed damage to manage All of my thoughts been out this fuckin planet Stuntin and frontin for shit you couldn't manage Gotta bust it out for you to understand it Miscut fucks It's not enough for them to take advantage Fuck around and put it on my set Bitch I ain't done yet Ain't been myself for a minute But you ain't from that You ain't gotta find it in your heart It's still fuck them and fuck that Bitch stay the fuck back Back where you left at Drowning in my set backs But Harden with the step back Keep it movin where you fuckin slept at Miss me with that back track Bitch I'm still a fuckin must have (What)