Shrek & Donkey
Bitch, I feel like MC way I got this fuckin' hammer on me
When I hit him with it, yeah, he walkin', movin' like a zombie
Walkin' in the mud, I put on boots because this shit got swampy
We like Lewis and Clark, nah, fuck that shit, we move like Shrek and Donkey
Kamikaze, yeah, we finna go blow up that shit when we go to the moon
Me and Cole Myer, we break in your house, and we're still on your diamonds like you live in a tomb
I am the goat, they be hypin' me up, they be airin' me up like I am a balloon
I don't know what I'm doin', I don't know what I'm sayin', I walk in this bitch and they call me the truth
I walk in this bitch, I'm the villain, I'm stealin' some candy from little ass kids little bitch
Fuck what it is, and fuck what you sayin' about me, I don't give a shit little bitch
I got 20 carats up on my, I got 20 carats up on my wrist
I spent all day up in the club gettin' lit
Lost all my money, it is what it is
I'ma go raw in this bitch got a stick in his bitch
Walk up in his bitch like I'm singing karaoke
Up all night with a bitch, late night with a bitch
She dance on my dick like she do the Hokey Pokey
I don't, I don't give a fuck what you sayin', what you say about me
Bitch, said she wanna go and bump Yung Key
Damn, It's really wild they think they made it but they paid for streams
Damn, y'all really wack as hell, it's wild, this shit make believe
I bought a charger that shit 50k like it's some Lakers seats
I'm rollin' with my crew, this ain't no sandbox, they wont play with me
Damn, we sippin' Jack Daniels, pour it in the Coca-Cola
Yeah, I put that boy to sleep and push him like a fuckin' stroller
Fly as fuck like I'm a pelican, so we goin' down to Nola
Damn, I'm tryin' to spark up again, so I know that I gotta roll up
I'm the one that started this shit, so I'm movin' like a pioneer
I'm the VIP and I ain't invited you so why the fuck you here
Bitch, I sip on pints, I sip on wolk, I sip on pounds of beer
Many men try to talk to him, there's many men that he has feared
I'ma stab him with a shank and dagger and a fuckin' spear
You can hear the heavy metal drivin' in the tires here
But we gon' pop up out the dark, I'm out the dark, we just appeared
These bitches jumpin', joy for me, I hear him scream and hear him cheer
I'm smokin' until my lungs black, I get all my shit from the back
My wallet be hurtin at Neiman's, I walk in the store, I don't know how to act
I'm like Santa on Christmas, I got all my shit from the sack
I'm throwin' out racks, I've always been just a lil killer
I walk in this bitch and you know that I'm gonna attack
I'm the king up in this bitch, I'm pourin' lean up in my chalice
Let's go rack to rack, I run your pockets, that shit ain't a challenge
You ain't Mr. Make It Happen, you a bitch, ain't got no status
Yeah, we sippin' ack and trish, we pour that shit when we in Dallas
When I hit him with it, yeah, he walkin', movin' like a zombie
Walkin' in the mud, I put on boots because this shit got swampy
We like Lewis and Clark, nah, fuck that shit, we move like Shrek and Donkey
Kamikaze, yeah, we finna go blow up that shit when we go to the moon
Me and Cole Myer, we break in your house, and we're still on your diamonds like you live in a tomb
I am the goat, they be hypin' me up, they be airin' me up like I am a balloon
I don't know what I'm doin', I don't know what I'm sayin', I walk in this bitch and they call me the truth
I walk in this bitch, I'm the villain, I'm stealin' some candy from little ass kids little bitch
Fuck what it is, and fuck what you sayin' about me, I don't give a shit little bitch
I got 20 carats up on my, I got 20 carats up on my wrist
I spent all day up in the club gettin' lit
Lost all my money, it is what it is
I'ma go raw in this bitch got a stick in his bitch
Walk up in his bitch like I'm singing karaoke
Up all night with a bitch, late night with a bitch
She dance on my dick like she do the Hokey Pokey
I don't, I don't give a fuck what you sayin', what you say about me
Bitch, said she wanna go and bump Yung Key
Damn, It's really wild they think they made it but they paid for streams
Damn, y'all really wack as hell, it's wild, this shit make believe
I bought a charger that shit 50k like it's some Lakers seats
I'm rollin' with my crew, this ain't no sandbox, they wont play with me
Damn, we sippin' Jack Daniels, pour it in the Coca-Cola
Yeah, I put that boy to sleep and push him like a fuckin' stroller
Fly as fuck like I'm a pelican, so we goin' down to Nola
Damn, I'm tryin' to spark up again, so I know that I gotta roll up
I'm the one that started this shit, so I'm movin' like a pioneer
I'm the VIP and I ain't invited you so why the fuck you here
Bitch, I sip on pints, I sip on wolk, I sip on pounds of beer
Many men try to talk to him, there's many men that he has feared
I'ma stab him with a shank and dagger and a fuckin' spear
You can hear the heavy metal drivin' in the tires here
But we gon' pop up out the dark, I'm out the dark, we just appeared
These bitches jumpin', joy for me, I hear him scream and hear him cheer
I'm smokin' until my lungs black, I get all my shit from the back
My wallet be hurtin at Neiman's, I walk in the store, I don't know how to act
I'm like Santa on Christmas, I got all my shit from the sack
I'm throwin' out racks, I've always been just a lil killer
I walk in this bitch and you know that I'm gonna attack
I'm the king up in this bitch, I'm pourin' lean up in my chalice
Let's go rack to rack, I run your pockets, that shit ain't a challenge
You ain't Mr. Make It Happen, you a bitch, ain't got no status
Yeah, we sippin' ack and trish, we pour that shit when we in Dallas
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Writer(s): Cole Myer
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