Pub Crawl

Lyrics

[Verse 1: Mr. Grey & ClockworC] You fucking cunts must be high If you think that I would let this piss fly I'm like the monkey on your back making the shit pies Doing on standby I'm cocked and locked aiming at your stink eye [ClockworC] I'm an asshole bitches stepping to me getting pink eye Get ya nose growing up outta my biz I lumberjack ya squad Tip touching firewood pow Fake fucker dial Shoulda had them tears tatted all around yo pretty mouth [Mr. Grey] I'm OG to all of you bitches You in the kitchen couldn't find a pot to piss in Pistol gripping cobra kissing ready to fight Pin it in all ten pins gutterball gone strike [ClockworC] So abandon all hope Ye who went to repent at his mom's You could find untimely dеath on my time Got the time You could drop a poppa coppa with thе gloves Gonna need a guts to mush us And aback with white blush [Bridge: Mr. Grey & ClockworC] Like us Sword thrust Now I'm cuts Sword bust Mindfuck I've given the Kennedy die young So under raised The steward master splinters in the cut Splitting the nunchuck I do my own stunts There's no fronts [Hook: Mr. Grey & ClockworC] (x4) Get behind these bars now Y'all on lockdown We've behind the ball now 'Bout serve rounds [Verse 2: Mr. Grey & ClockworC] Hickory dickery sporting wood Bitches licking meat With testes I get testy if you test me she said I'm just tasty Lick my dick laced with marly and cocaine She said let's play, please Doctor Grey taze me [ClockworC] We slay she better pray to keep That soul gonna bulldoze with a full dose and a GIG we go for broke and domes of hoe-ish fools you thinking cash be rolling you ain't check the clock at all Ha no hole in the [?] of the level power up I going off [Mr. Grey] Slapping nipples Cracking nipples Smacking dimples Skin flap and ripples Hammer and the sickle You snatches fickel bitches wiggle tongues they tickle Quicker than fucking yo Two girls and I'm in the middle Given the fuck [ClockworC] Know when to trust [Mr. Grey] Heavy hands [ClockworC] Hammer and crush [Mr. Grey] You do your mind [ClockworC] Making it blush [Mr. Grey] Blood swat [ClockworC] Glory and guts [Mr. Grey] Fiend for the rush Needle tip thrust Bug until I bust Gentle bloodlust [Verse 2: ClockworC & Mr. Grey] Take me to church and exercise the right to demonize the light up outta your thieving eyes so geebers we creeping and bringing you royal nuts to gargle first God royals toiling double trouble purse With the can of worms and cracking where it hurts Dick in the dirt Cutting the dust Shut the fuck up Suck on my nuts You filthy mouth mothafucka Black deuce spunks butter Sitting on the toilet getting a blumpkin eating nutter butters' Hungry like no other Folk spoke lifts spits, gods, on the gutter House flutter when we enter room like tear gas Bitches nag swinging so fast getting whiplash Quick fast pray to the lord for a kickback The dirty little devils dipping dicks quick as Doordash Oh white trash never looked so class act Schools out forever but grab up your known badge act [Mr. Grey] Has basking How you've injure aft asses Grey take your quicks to get snakes out of grasses [ClockworC] Shots ranging across [Mr. Grey] We striking the nuts [ClockworC] We giving the cards [Mr. Grey] We giving to fuck [ClockworC & Mr. Grey] Pub Crawl In Stall Re Volt Break something [Verse 3: Mr. Grey & ClockworC] Shout at the moon not at the sun Infinity taking this taking my time Shadow of doom Loaded the gun Clocking and taking the rim of the cock You kids are corny I'm not like [?] With a scythe then its harvest time Ready to be my prime I'll freak out your mind The day that Grey and I decide to murder-suicide Is the very same day that hip-hop dies