i got no bustdown - tonewolf. lyrics
[intro]
yeah, yeah
[verse]
minimalistic, huh
i got no clout but i’m still optimistic
’cause this getting lit b*tch, huh
call it holistic, deliberately setting your house on fire, i get s*d*stic, yeah
all of you wacc motherf*ckers so fake, getting unrealistic
cooked up a beat, so artistic
then i proceed to go hop on that sh*t quick
antagonistics, no cap
sh*t that come out of your lips is wacc
now move out the way otherwise i will
attack and spit fire like a wannabe dragon, this
mystic ignition is different
swear to god, imma pull up to your crib
and take out your miss in my parents’ new whip
then, to no surprise, we end up in my kitchen, ay
no way that you think i’m implying the fact
that i f*cked on your ex on the counter, instead:
we were baking a dozen of chocolate m*ffins, but
after the timer was set, she gave me head
crazy good head
got a hot topic to address
everybody and their mother
nowadays, rhyming in triplets
including me, though my breed is just different
music, my instrument, you’re talking gibberish
the way you’re writing, makes you sound illiterate
y’all ignorant, you’re all so sickening
f*ck all that bickering, could you start whispering?
i’m so magnificent, you’re insignificant
slay it so vigorously, man, i’m serious
that girl so fake, she build up out of silicon
also, her face is just mo’f*cking hideous
yeah, swear to god she looking worse
than the red demon out of ‘insidious’
savage mode on like a beast from the wilderness
i know it’s illegal but boy, i be k!llin’ it
yo, i’m just chillin’, ay
tonewolf. on the track and he so inconsiderate, period
[chorus]
i don’t need a bustdown on this wrist
but if i had one, that would’ve been lit
and the hands don’t tick, (wow) they just glide
but why do i care? ain’t even rich
and my eyes are shut, sent adrift
won’t be long ’till touchdown, that’s a win
welcome to the club, we the misfits, now
everybody sing it like this, okay
i don’t need a bustdown on this wrist
but if i had one, that would’ve been lit
and the hands don’t tick, (wow) they just glide
but why do i care? ain’t even rich
and my eyes are shut, sent adrift
won’t be long ’till touchdown, that’s a win
welcome to the club, we the misfits, now
everybody sing it like this, okay
[chorus, chopped & distorted]
i don’t need a bustdown on this wrist
but if i had one, that would’ve been lit
and the hands don’t tick, (wow) they just glide
but why do i care? ain’t even rich
and my eyes are shut, sent adrift
won’t be long ’till touchdown, that’s a win
welcome to the club, we the misfits, now
everybody sing it like this, okay
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