Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Dunks , by - Westside Gunn. Song from the album FLYGOD, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопRelease date: 10.03.2016
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Griselda
Song language: English
Dunks |
| Ayo, arm leg leg arm head |
| Dread said put the TEC in the leg, then sick the Heckler instead |
| His baby moms got his head in her lap, screaming that he dead |
| I learned to politic ditto in the Feds |
| Cherry X-7 see me on tour with the Wesson |
| Learn your lesson, my man got 81 stressing |
| Never seen his kids once, you fake niggas front |
| Pucci trench coat, everything new but the pump |
| 2K for the dunks, the SB’s |
| Gianni swim trunks on jet skis |
| Threw the gat away |
| Leave his face in his madam’s plate |
| Sadam told me hit the graf, don’t agitate |
| Spot making $ 20K a day |
| Easy, chopped the nigga hands off for his brick steady greasy |
| I make this fly shit look easy |
| Finnish Guess, the guests were in the kitchen |
| Flipping, you broke niggas better pay attention |
| (DOO DOO DOO DOO DOO DOO DOO DOO DOO) |
| Griselda, Griselda |
| Listen |
| Look, hold the torch to the wax pipe |
| I’m a torch, you a match strike |
| Before you talk get your facts right |
| Nigga, I beat a fucking cop with his own flashlight |
| I ain’t wrapped tight |
| Two hundred bars, nigga that’s light |
| Riccardo Tisci black Nikes, the MAC-11, got it half-price |
| A glass of 'gnac, splash the ice |
| My life’s a roll of the craps dice, blow the strap plus I rap nice |
| Woo! |
| Probably bring it to your doorstep |
| Had amigo rapping before Offset (talk to 'em) |
| Probably went over your head |
| I said I had Migo wrapping 'em before Offset (AAAAAAH) |
| Nigga that’s wrapping up a square |
| You rapping 'bout the trap when you actually wasn’t there (Who is you?) |
| I swear, a lot of new rappers is weird |
| They wearing leggings and dyeing they fucking hair (Hahahaha) |
| I swear, got to admit I’m that nigga |
| In the last two years show me who did it bigger |
| Rocking furs for the winter |
| I might put fox on like '96 Jigga (WOO!!) |
| Real niggas follow the codes |
| Lil' homie was fourteen, six bodies, nigga out of control |
| I’ma put the pot on the stove, for a knot I can hold |
| Told the cops to suck a cock, nigga, I didn’t fold |
| In V.I.P. |
| twenty bitches all the bottles is gold |
| Your WCW wanna swallow me whole |
| As do a lot of these hoes |
| Balenciaga with the croc on the toes |
| You niggas pussy y’all finally got exposed (I see through y’all niggas) |
| I’m on my motherfucking job |
| These niggas wanna be king, but what’s a king to a God? |
| (AH) |
| I’m really 'bout that action homie that ain’t no facade |
| In the booth I’m DeAndre Jordan catching the lob |