Dini Jarhead Lyrics

Took a lil break now I'm back like a crack addict

Rap I could never shake like a bad habit

Stay solid until the end no back stabbing

Sum still wrong wit my cousin she practice black magic

Fresh 20s stick together out the atm

Focused on my own money ain't got time to hate on him

World domination on my mind like invader Zim

Smoked more Ls than I've had loses tryn make a M

Bounce back every time that's what a boss do

Lean in the baby bottle lines he jus dropped 2

Hellen Keller vibes when they ask me who shot dude

Middle finger up to the opps and the cops too

Smoke too much now I'm fried like my car dead

Got me right wit a AR I'm Dini Jarhead

Nigga steal from me go ask him where his arms is

Bro can get anything you need he a street pharmacist

But i don't know no names

Feds get to asking me questions shit i don't know thing

Only thing I know is I'm dope like I've sold cocaine

But I ain't never sold cocaine

I could never chase a bitch like I lost my legs

If he run up put four to his chest Chris Bosh wit dreads

Bro said I'm talking crazy like I forgot my meds

Why roll a little when you can roll up a lot instead

Bitch I'm the pot of gold

Told her if she ain't giving neck then I gotta go

I don't know a whole lotta Spanish but adios

Big burner blowing bet a bitch it knock off his nose

Michael Jackson scary movie 4 he can't pick it up

Told him if he really wanted smoke like a blimp it's up

Self defense do em like a bape jacket zip em up

Double up the styrofoam watch how I remix this cup

Tattoos on my skin look like hieroglyphic's

Why do you always smell like - shut up bitch mind yo business

Michael Myers in the studio I go psycho in it

I jus killed another beat and they can't find no witness