Dent Action

Why would I knock-

C'mon

Why would I knock when I can come through the back door?

One star shot, get them bowed to go

G5 on my bridge, watch how you approach

You'll never see me cry, but I go through the most shit

I'm fucked up, but I couldn't even show it

Tyron Fay get the pain off of my shoulder

Hella drip like I'm not stuck in a portal

Put my own stats, I don't even know double

Nicky's in me, weak-eyed beat

Lick on the beat, talk my shit in repeat

Won't shoot out the whip, I'ma hop down on feet

Pop Drac', make a **** beat V pick

Back drip, I don't want you to see me

Feel like a J-Bot, that's how I get greedy

I'm super slime and my thought be deceiving

Round with the fight 'cause I can't even leave it

So many shots in the whip, we gon' do the dive

**** went outside, had the murder weapon in the truck

Watch who you talk to, they'll tell on your ass

Trigger behind me, I'ma bail on the air

Mind on the pep, I ain't beefin' with your broke ass

Life ain't shit, but I've got me some motion

Drop me a deuce and a fake on my mind, low

Drunk-ass ho tryna eat it, she cold

'Cause I'm in the booth and fried them, toast them

Had to get even, it's something I'm proud of

Keep 'em all closed 'cause I know he gon' ride for me

Fight for them alive, but I gotta keep a gun on them

Got many shots and they stick about 100

What you gon' do with that bitch? I'm tryna dump some

You **** suck, I been tryna throw some

Shades here on Tuklona, keep up

Super truck **** in a red Grand Cherokee

Come from the dirt, how you think you gon' bury me?

Took on the plug, now you donate to charity

Titties on stick, where the fuck is my cherubies

I can sail around now, I ain't got to sell weed

Real pressure, baby, I don't run around bare feet

Throw them in the field, I ain't even got a hair clean

Call the Opin Dollar Jones, bitch, I ain't five feet

Check that boy down, that shit call me DK

Come over, have the hos, I mean, blow shit, you play

Shoot the **** in the fade, like we playing 2K

Smash a guy in the wide body, let the coot swing

Breaks in hell when I come through, need two lanes

My jock from memorial, you don't think he'll be knowing

Why they don't find shit down, what's your name?

Tell me what you wanna hear, I ain't play no game

Reach for an eye and a chart with my screen though

Teeing like the hair, but it look good green though

And my phone power play, got the young ringtone

Don't do shit to my hottie, you free-form

Passing the ho with the game plan ping-pong

Better come free, what the fuck is he doing?

Get high here, count money, cut the beat on me

Master the rap shit too, I've been reborn