Dump Lyrics

Yeah here I go Prove go switch

flow

Fin to U-Haul niggas nigga you lil nigga is a hoe

Thought we were fam but it's nah

nope fuck it

I don't want to dread on the subject it's nothing

She ask me not to speak nothing of it I guess it's fuck it

But any who

Back that S-prove

I think I found the cheat code

Can't wait till Cuba hear this shit

I'm on beast mode

They playing with ya brother no longer can I keep the peace bro

Finn to smoke niggas out now Who want the heat though

I'm cancerous and if you diss

you probably wouldn't want to Respond back with a battle rap you wrote for

Don't let me get the tweaking it'll be clip clip

Bitch hit and won't stop till the pussy get to know leaking

Grip grip deflower clip clip was

henny and horsepower

I digress this ain't the podcast

The format is kicking yall ass

I'm finna dive back

Thought about it but hell nah we Ain't going to pause that

What up with it

Shooting shots no productions Nigga

Blacking out and I brought the dogs like we hunting niggas

I done re-lapped yall I'm on your bumper nigga

Backshots for that broad I'm MrThumper nigga

Fuck yall finna have a junk yard

Brunch on niggas

Goddi said why trash the thoughts Verbal dump on niggas

I'm just speaking what I'm Feeling

She's concerned bout what's she's

Hearing

I'm intoxicated clearly

I'm listening but barely

I'm speaking don't you hear me

Give a fuck bout what you feeling

The truth is don't you dare me get Ya fucking ass buried

Heard I was looking scary nigga

What for

Not yall this is my shit mother Fuck yall

Got me talking spicy dripping hot Sauce

MGM the clique meet the to boss

Guard and protect send Cuba at His neck to take his block off

Shit when y'all gone learn the boy Is not yall

I'm tocking while you ticking

I'm a time bomb gone wrong

You locked but I'm loaded with it

You hot but I'm colder with it

Heard these niggas roaming and Reigning I'm Stone Cold'ing With it

And I ain't fucking with you Niggas I'm Hulk Hogan with it

Boy I got some layers with me

Shout out to the players Ric Flairs with me

Shout out to the shooter on the Bench J Terry with me

Which one of yall boys are Second I think some Larry in me

Told her I was good before I Cheated yeah that Barry in me

Black on black monochromatic

I'm thinking casualties

This runny shit be pissing me off

I need a bladder leave

Believe this ain't just a one off

I got a pack of these

And I ain't jacking none the talk You rapping on the faculty

I'll dial it down ride around my Hood like a private town

Just some thoughts I had up in my

Head I had to jot em down

The smoke done hit my body Revving easy now

So high I don't see a cloud unless I'm looking down

I'm just speaking what I'm feelin

She's concerned bout what's she's Hearing

I'm intoxicated clearly I'm Listening but barely

I'm speaking don't you hear me

Give a fuck bout what you feeling

The truth is don't you dare me

Get ya fucking ass buried

Heard I was looking scary nigga What for

Not yall this is my shit mother Fuck yall

Got me talking spicy dripping hot Sauce

MGM the clique meet the to boss