DumpsterKing.

Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
In this bitch like a virus
Talkin' trash to yo iris
Low energy people surrounding me
Say that got my number
Who the haunted if I'm the hunter
Divine as the 9
Dirty like it's garbage time
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Despicable me, cynical beast
Folding niggas when I draw my piece
Say the least when they all speech
My hands cutting meat
Dragging men like they lost their feet
Searching through my trash
That's a task
No body parts in bags

We don't play
Keep them out unless hard times is what they seek out
I'll be brief
I'm the grouch you seek
No evidence
Protected, I'm the brass give the order
Taken daughters, That's offer
Pledge to me or become a martyr

We don't play
Keep them out unless had times is what they seek out
I'll be brief
I'm the grouch you seek
No evidence
Protected, I'm the brass give the order
Taken daughters, That's offer
Pledge to me or become a martyr



Credits
Writer(s): Justin Hubbard
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