DUNGEONS! (feat. drkmnd)

Please
Get the hell up out my mentions
Man, the pussy that she popping is perscription
Running through the dungeon with my henchmen
Breaking out the suit
I'm looking bitchin
I could whip a couple potions like I'm up there in the kitchen
Get the hell up out my mentions
Man, the pussy that she popping is perscription
Running through the dungeon with my henchmen
Breaking out the suit
I'm looking bitchin
Running through the dungeon with my henchman

Fuck a legend, here's a Carter V
Rubies 'round my neck; The coroner done claimed a suicide
Hive Supremo, every day I'm popping kettle-like
You thought I was cute until I let the fucking metal fly
Always with the rig like Mordecai
Got beef little guy?
Then we can have an Agni Kai
Aloe on my Skin
I got an Alibi
Southern as a cattle fry
Cattle guarding bitches legs & let 'em die
Still stretching, I done ran it
We don't bow to no Ganons
Outside the inn but I could hit you from a different planet
My hands are clean I Don Eladio
And delegate the cannon to those men around me that can better understand it
Sipping bubbly, politickin' on my Woody Guthrie
Bass fishin', cookin' fried chicken
Feeling fucking lovely
Sitting in the stirrups
Born pretty boy, city boy
Still could dress a carcass & the kitty, boy

Please
Get the hell up out my mentions
Man, the pussy that she popping is perscription
Running through the dungeon with my henchmen
Breaking out the suit
I'm looking bitchin
I could whip a couple potions like I'm up there in the kitchen
Get the hell up out my mentions
Man, the pussy that she popping is perscription
Running through the dungeon with my henchmen
Breaking out the suit
I'm looking bitchin
Running through the dungeon with my henchman



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Writer(s): Hayden Vasquez
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