Dysfunction (ADHD Riddim) ft. CA$TLE Lyrics
- Genre:Electronic
- Year of Release:2024
Lyrics
Catch who lacking
Did I flinch
Mannaman jaded cotch in the flats
With thugs in mask bitch
Brown skin Dahmer wants my kidneys
Jump on the Mway quickly
Didn't have change for a 50
Run down who inna draws? Nitty
He takes Mkat wait that's fishy
Last thing him warn taste is pussy
Shop keeper you a big disgrace
Fresh and clean cause I don't bang H
He drew for the blicky
That weren't nice
Already teefed that prick already
Got expensive taste it's tecchy
Speed dial henchman I got plenty
Which .45 unnu have?
Eee? Which one deh dee?
No fruit man in pink jockey can run down Reptile B
Final girl
Talk the things them like my name was Sydney
Ghostface can't come try box me
Come like Vegeta he took backshot from Frieza DBZ
Scramble my egg You mad
Smoke the fruit man like weed
Bad boy team
I got ADHD don't make me start RSD
Driver
I gotta get out the ends
Nah G I gotta get out the ends
Nah have no time for tricks in my ends
You buck the Reptile manna split them ends
Ugh I gotta get out the ends
Nah G I gotta get out the ends
Now no time for tricks in my ends
You buck the Reptile imma split your ends like
Chains rings Off-white crepes
You don't need that
He done a 6 year stretch my enforcer that
We don't trust who me nah trust him faster
Drag my pagan out of the booth he want no Wahala
Ew
Phil try see me up that's minor you're there fucking with minors
Real yard girl come handle
STD farm on pink jockey
Jokeman love do what I say
Mi never did know say my name was Simon
Robin-Hood man I was in the dirt
Doing up Norman Bates in asylum like
Fancyman pussio
Candyman you better ship me my Ele-Vanse
I swim in dysfunction and
My prefrontals with Alice in Wonderland
Soundman best ring the alarm
ADD finna split my charm
Dotty Janchrow I'm gonna cause real harm
Sniff the med pack I'm gone
Code name unhinged how about you
Pussio Pussio what you gonna do
Raised on nasty Meridian crew
Big man pagan I am the truth
Them man there wanna kill off themselves
2-2 z of hash on my scale
Run it to the cats in Newham
Problem ? You can go to hell
I gotta get out the ends
Nah G I gotta get out the ends
Nah have no time for tricks in my ends
You buck the Reptile manna split them ends
Ugh I gotta get out the ends
Nah G I gotta get out the ends
Now no time for tricks in my ends
You buck the Reptile imma split your ends like
Chains rings Off-white crepes
You don't need that
He done a 6 year stretch my enforcer that
We don't trust who me nah trust him faster
Drag my Pagan out of the booth he want no Wahala