Cult Classic - Castro (feat. BLVC SVND)

What you got to run from?
Nowadays my minds like a dungeon
Never smile when I'm walking in the function
Stockpile, in style my production
Make it look easy, like it's nothing
You ain't got a stacked deck, you just bluffing
Bee hive see I be buzzing
Wasps nest, talk less or toughen

The way that you speak is so dollar menu
Boy it is looking real bleak I'ma end you
You ain't got the change for a continue
I'ma disengage you from your sinew
Never understand, never pretend to
Reaching my final form it's like I'm Vishnu
Now I'm untouchable feel like a Hindu
You can't imagine the shit that I'm into
Overall man I ain't talking bout kink
Lil' bitty come over she drip like a sink
Then gets some cab fare while expecting the mink
I gave her tzatziki I feel like I'm Greek
Making her gleek
Bust on her cheek
The hoe is a freak
The bed gonna squeak
She love my technique, this shit is a breeze
When we in the sheets I buckle her knees

I am fried, I'm a Zapdos
Good on everything like Tabasco
I'm running out of time, my hourglass broke
Why you playing games like a Hasbro
You are on my turf, Astro
I'm a tank how I'm pulling all the aggro
I'm sick of our government, they're assholes
I'ma fight back, Castro
I am fried, I'm a Zapdos
Good on everything like Tabasco
I'm running out of time, my hourglass broke
Why you playing games like a Hasbro
You are on my turf, Astro
I'm a tank how I'm pulling all the aggro
I'm sick of our government, they're assholes
I'ma fight back, Castro

(Aye)
Kush be in my fucking system I am hella high
Little nigga I be walking in the motherfucking sky
I just see a dead grandad and I say what's up
Pussy nigga talking shit I got that thing tucked
I got it tucked like a businessman
Your bitch eat my nut up like it is pecans
My joint is hella long like the nose of a toucan
Fucking 'round with me I'll have your head in a trashcan bitch
I got a river she gonna do laps
She creep on my dick she eat my dick like flan
I'm in her grill hella hot like a pan
She finna hop on that dick like a frog
She is so sloppy and messy like hogs
She is a mess and is sucking my schlong
I'm gonna hit the pussy like a bong
I'm gonna hit the pussy like a gong
Nigga know a nigga gotta get gone
I don't have no time for different bitches
I gotta get to these muh fuckin riches
Niggas so focused they broke and they snitches
Niggas these snitches just like a fake gangster
I'm gonna call that little boy a wangster
Look at this baddie, know I'ma take her

I am fried, I'm a Zapdos
Good on everything like Tabasco
I'm running out of time, my hourglass broke
Why you playing games like a Hasbro
You are on my turf, Astro
I'm a tank how I'm pulling all the aggro
I'm sick of our government, they're assholes
I'ma fight back, Castro
I am fried, I'm a Zapdos
Good on everything like Tabasco
I'm running out of time, my hourglass broke
Why you playing games like a Hasbro
You are on my turf, Astro
I'm a tank how I'm pulling all the aggro
I'm sick of our government, they're assholes
I'ma fight back, Castro

Written by:
Jerry Groves

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