portdickson_888.mp3

Told em I got my real ones
That I'm never going PC
Shout-out to both of my broskis, die or rider
We went PD
Ran like A.J. B
That's the way we chase the money
Feeling tired running through competition
It starts off hard but then it gets easy
Bright yellow hair but it looks like a mop
That's a dirty blondie
Talking trash on Facebook, Insta
Thinking they can phase me
Acting like they're 12
I'm making a dozen playing their daddies
And the way I'm abusing this beat
Got them crying screaming PD

Last trip was Penang
So I shoutout, shoutout Penang
Every single morning when I wake up
Shoutout Penang
Driving a girl through Twilight
She's a Gemini
She really loves the Mini
She sink in her Fangs

So many tears that you man cried like
How can you see your gang
Like a barber I clean her up, dodge the fade and
I give her the bang
I treat her like a queen but they are disrespecting her rank
Consequently I conquer these paigons
I rule over them like Kang

Speed
140
Burning down
The highway
Beef done
Cooked it
Serve em
But they vegan
I'm up next
Next next next next
Imma flex
Flex flex flex flex
You man get vexed
Vexed vexed vexed vexed
Crossed the line but no
Checks checks checks checks checks
Shoutout PD
PD
Music therapeutic
Peutic



Credits
Writer(s): Jensen Chuah
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