Dishonor

Lyrics
Dont collide wit a king - Gotta get mine gotta get whats yours Stutter one time butter butterfly doors Whips any kind just real real low Not really crime if no one know x2 Gettin old money stackin bonds n shit Knock em out the parkout the parks n shit Set my mind on a goalI accomplish it And yall can see my comin like a comet hit Broke ass figures make me nauseous And all i do is write like a columnist I can never do no wrong and its obvious I'm the truth comin out like that **** ish Ya boi on that, run that run that conscious tip Fuck that, tell em get off of my conscious dick I only fuck with freaks if the raunchiest Got these hoes in my pockеt like a lobbyist Senator the streetsmeeting of thе bosses On that positive tip, bitch we dont take no losses I'm oonnn to a zip to a brick shit's colossus This runna blowin up like that marathon in boston Gotta get mine gotta get whats yours Stutter one time butter butterfly doors Whips any kind just real real low Not really crime if no one know x2 All i want is bitches big booty bitches The type to hook a steak up and wash the fuckin dishes The type to rock no make up them types of girls ficticious Cos they do it for the **** now lord is my witness I been lookin fly dog for so damn long I prolly got more kicks than this whole damn song I ain't ufff, doin no hoes with the old ass thongs Something like the billy club whoa datss loongggg I ain't tryin to wife ya i just wanna night ya I dont need your bullshit here's a box of diaper Seat a contraceptive for that emo Pushy pushy then im out like (inadubile)f Rontin like the holy ghost yall can't see me These girls wanna fuck fuck bois wanna be me Cruisin down the bully with my main bitch reesie And I'll beat a muthafucka beat a beat a muthafucka like... Gotta get mine gotta get whats yours Stutter one time butter butterfly doors Whips any kind just real real low Not really crime if no one know x2 No one knows where the cold one goes six Six feet deep right under the floor Under the coat there's a gun That is fun fun to unload Like parapapumpum to your dome Dont collide wit a king
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Credits
- Writers
- Konrad OldMoney