Dankndrank

Quad the Mac
Got all kinds of act
Mom saw baby bottles, damn near had a heart attack
Smart dumb nigga
Know all the fact
Don't let me on the tape
I'll kill all the tracks
I kill all the great
I kill all the wack
Main attraction
Laugh at niggas contract, who deal is that?
Too many niggas in the building
I ain't feeling that
Drank game funny, where the sealing at
Cap peeling back
Talking shit, you can get kill for that
Don't care what friends will say
I just deal away
Play Killa Tay
Gruesome death is just a nigga fate
That's what all niggas say
Shit looking shifty
Niggas beef from the nitty to the city
Oklahoma don't wanna see another nigga rich like P. Diddy
Want a big homie who's a buster, nicknamed is shitty
Talking about back in the day on the corner drunk pissy
Pills must got you dizzy trynna fuck with me
Punk bitchy, I got that Boosty if you trynna get dumb with me
(What that mean)
Mean I got that bass you can feel or you can catch the fade
We can do however you want, tryna jump me, I spit out a razor blade
Chumps get lump, pissed off in the mind, I stay crunk
Disrespectful ass nigga, I'll tell you everything you say suck
I'm not understanding yo banana flow
But I got a extended clips for all you wannabe dreamers, can you handle those
Nightmares, maad kid, the town even worse
I don't know what happened, hillcrest must've experimented with my birth
Hereditary, traditionally habitually line crossing
Shut up, You ain't no frontline nigga, you just be talking

I know you got some money on the dank, nigga
I know you got some money on the dank, nigga
I know you got some money on the dank, nigga
What's up? Fire up
I know you got some money on the dank, nigga
I know you got some money on the dank, nigga
I know you got some money on the dank, nigga
What's up? Motherfucker, fire up



Credits
Writer(s): Johnathan King
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