YB Gersti - PUNK! (feat. Fry)

I call that boy a punk
Then I throw him in the trunk
Your career just sunk
While I'm bringing in the funk
I don't got a message I'm just gettin crunked
You don't got no leverage I know that's a bluff
Got your face in the rough
Yeah I know wassup
You think you're so tough
Till you have no luck
You best not interrupt
Or you are corrupt
You know that I'm walking up
Cause im blocking you

Yeah I mix it up like casa
Because I am a monster
Throw him in the basement
Now he's on the roster
This song is a statement
That I am the boss yuh
For me no replacement
And I got no sponsors
Funk like the Jackson five
Im makin tracks with Fry
I got my exercise
Yeah we're the best of guys
Oh we know you're a rat
Bring in the pesticides
We didn't tell you that
Yeh were the best at lies
Copy the words out my mouth
'Cause you want the clout
I'm gonna tour all around
Yeah that's what im bout
Ignorant man yes I am so I'm gonna shout
Creativity is flowing never a drought
I am the man in charge cause I have no manager
Big man but I'm also known as the damager
Baby you gotta go so Imma abandon ya
Gucci I got none of it just like I'm from Canada

I call that boy a punk
Then I throw him in the trunk
Your career just sunk
While I'm bringing in the funk
I don't got a message I'm just gettin crunked
You don't got no leverage I know that's a bluff
Got your face in the rough
Yeah I know wassup
You think you're so tough
Till you have no luck
You best not interrupt
Or you are corrupt
You know that I'm walking up
Cause im blocking you

And all the time I spent to care for you
Would you mind if I just stare at you
Break your heart I wouldn't dare to
Take your time cause I'll be there for you
Yeah summertime with the roof gone
We out 25 island put the 2's on
We spend that time wilin' for too long
Until the nighttime whatever you want
We'll run into the ocean
And then from the cops they'll never know it was us on the rise yeah
I never drink but on occasion
I cut loose on vacation
Club until the AM
He saw girls he won't take them nah
Out on the bay and
Twighlight it's amazing
I spy no fake friends
Just limelight in the payment so yeah

I call that boy a punk
Then I throw him in the trunk
Your career just sunk
While I'm bringing in the funk
I don't got a message I'm just gettin crunked
You don't got no leverage I know that's a bluff
Got your face in the rough
Yeah I know wassup
You think you're so tough
Till you have no luck
You best not interrupt
Or you are corrupt
You know that I'm walking up
Cause I'm blocking ya

Written by:
Charlie Freireich, Charlie Gerstner

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Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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