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fuck you all - dzk lyrics

[verse 1: odd job]
goon squad is the motherf-cking type to flex
rights and lefts, throw you down a flight of steps
i like to wreck, i fight to death, i bite your neck
i crush your frame, i punch your face
i f-ck your dame, i plot to k!ll, i box with sk!ll
i oxy(?) grill, i got the real
you fabricate more sh-t than a cotton mill
b-tches poppin’ pills, watching doctor phil
if you got it locked, we cop the drill, top of the hill
moppin’ the field, always stay wild, never got to chill
the max payne of the motherf-cking rap game
i’m the reason your b-tch got chronic back pain
last name: -ssh0l-, first name: arrogant
hit that b-tch harder than james harrison

[hook]
we in the streets like “who the f-ck want it?”
we in the club like “who the f-ck want it?”
we on stage like “who the f-ck want it?”
we on drugs like “who the f-ck want it?”

[verse 2: warbux]
i’m about to start a fight in this b-tch
if you see me getting close then you might wanna clinch
i got a whiskey in one hand and a beer in the other
and i’m looking for scorned lover when i stare at your mother
cause i’m a motherf-cking -ssh0l-, drinking myself
into attack mode, flying around like brian on flagpole
try’na stack more cash than castro
then blow it all on women and liquor, you mad, bro?
bux coming with the raw and the hardcore
bringing more gore to the floor than saw 4
i got hoes limping home with their jaws sore
and they husbands jumping off of buildings like parkour
i’ll ask murderers, what axe murder is
bodies hanging off of the racks on the back pergolas
last heard speaking as much as a bad word of us
had his fair dressing in black like cat burglars

[hook]
we in the streets like “who the f-ck want it?”
we on stage like “who the f-ck want it?”
we on drugs like “who the f-ck want it?”

[verse 3: dzk]
give me a jack and c0ke, hold the soda, though
i like my whiskey straight, no h0m- yo
i’m recognized like the logo on your polo clothes
girls worldwide want a photo on their mobile phones
you know what that means, right? no you don’t
she came in prada but she leaving in my chromosomes
smoking home grown dro, bro that’s no cologne
i drove drunk to this club in a motor home
dzk, code name zeta
same fan base as the oakland, raiders
single ring leader of a freakshow, haters get straight ate up
on a beat, i’m half gator, half man on fire-y
awe inspiring style, violent, n0body saying “hi” to me
f-ck y’all, i’ll be the bar getting more drunk
shots for everybody on warbux

- dzk lyrics

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