Dump It (feat. Breesy)
Mk47
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F*ck all the chatting, pull up, stop the dissin' Call up Hotzz, you know he get to blitzin' Slide through with the chop, no missin' These bullets like bitches, watch 'em get to kissin' Like what, what the f*ck? Smokin' the oppy's that got turned into dust Pass Hotzz the knock, he throw bullets like Russ The opp talkin' too much, so I'm callin' his Gus I told Hotzz to hop out and flock Got Bdash with me, he be totin' the glock If Taz runnin' up, you know he get popped Josh, you a bitch, why the f*ck would I run? Why you be capping, you don't got a gun Bet I could make Alyssa just cum with my thumb You don't take advice because you still acting dumb It's four in the morning, I'm faded as f*ck, I'm smokin' the motherfucking deady Run up on a opp even when he ain't ready Smoka pull up in your dreams like Freddy Like what, like shit For brodie, you know I be takin' that risk He mad, his man in a spliff You rented a car, stop flexin' that shit My brodie be totin' the glock He gon' run up if he spot a opp F*ck Tessa, that bitch was a thot She was busting, and fucking and sucking my cock Ayo Hotzz, let's go on a drill Run up on us, you going to get And I swear I don't care how you feel I'm never gon' stop til I make me a mill Ah, shit In the booth and it be lit F*ck a bitch, I break her hip In the crib and she be limpin' Slide through, poppin' a kicked in Bro on it too and I call it a mission Heard she a thot, ain't no kissin' Slide through, never get popped Never get popped by the flame Now she comin' onto me, I got fame But the body nice, you know I can't tame Slide, slide, third base Shot me a opp and I caught me a case First diamonds that I got were from Kay You want a feature, I'm chargin' a k He don't know that's a band Breesy on go, that's a highly demand He don't really know that I be the man Your bitch really watchin' me on Demand Roll a opp two times like I forget to do it I'm teachin' the youngins, a student When I nut, why you lookin' so clueless? That's right, I kick the bitch out the door Totin' a hammer like Thor White bitch, brown boy, call it a smore Lil bitty whore You got no ass, you got no titties Then I can't talk to you
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Written by: Elijah Breese, Michael Kavanagh
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