DTM - The Joker and the Hooker #Jokersprodigy (feat. MLK)

Joker

That's sum heavy trauma yk I pull up w the lama
Imma fuck ya baby momma and imma stay up with the comas
Ion fuck with that drama but imma whip you up like sum pasta
If you wanna pop out I gotchu g my niggas onna run up
Throw you in the dirt in the slums ik that's where you come from (Bruh)
Pull out game strong and I hit it from her thong yo
Up that semi automatic firearm and it's gone tear yo ass apart
Yk this a diss song boa watch the fans sing a long
King Kong bang the gong we back in Hong Kong
When I up this 38 it's gone spray now you gone
You was talkin allat shit but I stay whippin the pot
Imma OG Dawg all the shit I've undergone made me the overdog
We the watchdogs on the roof and run the city like them bulldogs
This ain't no monologue I'm tellin the world you done fucked up
I be gettin t'd off the drugs all day all night w blood
Face down in the mud my niggas pop out you gone hear bodies thud

You a joker (But I'm not with them jokes boa)
I'm a stoner (You a broke boa w no hope boa)
She a hooker (But ion want them lil hoes girl)
I'm a butcher (Watch me crush you like a boulder)

I'm the real OP stud my diamonds shinin I love that drip drop
My niggas superstars you a stooopid cunt stay hittin the same thots
What typa shorties you pullin why they lookin all chopped?? (Popped)
Jaws dropped that thot slobbed on my knob like sum corn on the cob
She did the job so well I ain't want her ass to stop
Nonstop she hoppin toppin boppin got me real wet like a mop
My cou got the gaurdsmen watching the shed like them marksmen
If you got a problem with bro nem let me know imma solve it

I'm neva sober broke boa I'll crush you like a boulder
Bitches from the burbs whippin that ass like it's sum yoga
Sippin on that soda while shorty stay coolin onna sofa
Phone call from my boa he'll put you inna heavy coma

As for the hooker that you hooked with lemme say sum w real flow
She a big freak a big hoe goin round givin every mf the big blow
Sad to say I loved her I shoulda known that shit was all a joke
Then she wanna hit my line sayin she sorry bitch really needa go
Trusted you with my life and you gave it back to me all torn
When I started countin the dough then yk I've gone rogue
Shorty think she a model and got what it take to get on vogue
Little does she know mfs laughin you stay cappin from the get go
Like bitch where the glow you look the same as you have before
Never trust no soul or no hoe is what my blood told me
Too bad yo pussy old been worn down & used up you needa go home
Busy bussin it up throw away the towel you been murked a newborn
Y'all bitches chirping like sum crows but I'm knowin how it goes
Go talk to all them niggas that claim they not just tryna bone
When you come back with no hope please don't come up into my zone
Thought I was loved but I shouldn't ever trust a bitch from Humboldt

I'm neva sober broke boa I'll crush you like a boulder
Bitches from the burbs whippin that ass like it's sum yoga
Sippin on that soda while shorty stay coolin onna sofa
Phone call from my boa he'll put you inna heavy coma

Used to stay up at night alone wishin you'd come home but you neva showed
Like I deadass thought you was the one but ik you don't love me no mo
Been through hella fucked up shit but I admit I've neva felt that low
Nigga had to lock me in a chokehold cause I was way over the threshold
Neck on froze wrists on gold, as for me lesson learned story been told
I can put this shit behind me cause now I know I'm the real GOAT
Body bags and tommy hats you know I pop out with the big mags
R.I.P. Mac Miller you the real hitta but that love shit really kill niggas

Written by:
Dan TheMan

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