Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Wise Guy, artist - Dutchavelli. Date of issue: 09.06.2021
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Wise Guy |
| Wise Guy like Sammy Sosa |
| How you lookin' for no employment, I didn’t get no Diploma |
| I’m in the trap with Yola, Bicarb a little ammonia (Little Ammonia) |
| In court I was doing us war till 12 |
| Came through n' locked the bro’s up (Woo) |
| Free them, CB is like 10 years older than me |
| What a fucking joker (Urrr) |
| Slide 'round with the super soaker |
| Duck down, you might get soaked up (Boh, Boh, Boh) |
| I don’t know what you put in your spliff |
| Let’s just put it in Coca (Put it in Coca) |
| Last time that we met in the club |
| Had you on the ropes like Adrien Broner (Pussy) |
| I-I- I ain’t leaving the maggie like homer (Don't) |
| Slide round in the bruck Toyota, make the ting pop like Cola (Pow) |
| Last time that we met in real life, man you had a different persona (Different |
| Persona) |
| Big ting’s still kickin' like Sterling |
| High fire in the little Revolver (Yeah, Grrr) |
| This game is mine, look what I did for the culture (See) |
| Paigons say that I blew too quick, they think I’m working over ya' (Workin' |
| over ya') I ain’t playin' no games like PlayStation |
| See me I’m a front line Soldier |
| I do a murder in and dip, I heard I can’t get nicked to the |
| I put your, you prick you can’t take me for no rookie |
| It’s Dutch, from the 5th I swing my right arm get jookie |
| Don’t know what they told you in fields but round here I’m a TopBoy like Sully |
| (Top 5, Top 5) |
| Bought two new waps make both of them go round there man Joovie (Bow) |
| Yo, Whuss goodie?, get dropped when I put on my hoodie |
| I’m known to bully the bully, Velli I get active fully (Get active Fully) |
| I load up, and roll up, like a bludclart zoobie |
| My ting from east came through so I gave her the bludclart woody |
| Breaking news, you mentioned me in your blogs |
| You might not pop up and make your moves |
| The judge tried fuck up a plate of food |
| You wanna write me off like I’m Jesus I’m |
| I can’t care 'bout these popped down eediats |
| Big clip fire and 32 (Grrrr) |
| I’m… I’m richer than all these yutes (Facts) |
| Drop 10 niggas, spin back through |
| No way could we call it truce (No) |
| It was all cool last week, they did this all for views (Urr) |
| I- I get the drop it’s peak, fling on my shirt and my bludclart shoes (Yeah) |
| Get round there when we get round there it’s gonna be a mad ting |
| Drive around H Town with Geezy |
| Remember when we went halves on the hand ting |
| Still pushing with these neeks |
| Same way, no way all the pressure in the mandem, I’ll pull up with the saturn |
| on Saturday like and it’s Dutch from the 5th straight out of Clapton, |
| used to be this skinny little nigga with a accent |
| Now I got the Louis Rucksack, with the racks in |
| Fly around Europe, tryna evade taxes |
| Racks in the bank, got racks in the matches |
| Might get dome shot, tryna get access |
| Ion think they don’t know nothin' bout badness |
| I was in Dam, I was in Paris |
| 'Cognito slide up in a Yaris |
| Jump out, shots firing rapid |
| I got nine more shots from the cannon get down |
| Or lay down, 'cause I’m tryna put down anyone standing (Velli) |