Don Czn - Round Table Talk (Bonus) (feat. HollyHood TC & HollyHood Curt)

Every boss gotta orchestrate a hit
Hot and scorchin' in the six
Jump off da porch and and get a stick
I want invoices for the payment till I'm hoarse gimme the turbo Porche
Hollyhood moving in disguise
Fuck a airport but I gotta jet outta court
I'm sipping lean by the quart
In a hemi that bitch got a whole lotta torque
On a island I sit by the Beach in the heat got a whole thirty ball in my shorts
I remember we jumped off the porch tryna duck 911 I went bought a Porsche
Got a bitch from New York if that shit about green, she light the block up like a torch
It's really hard to stop my fein they keep walking up to my door
I'm making plays what you mean, just press three to record
Don Czn & Hollyhood with another one finna upped the score
We never went Hollywood came from poverty we was poor
Label tryna sign us Claritin, find us arrogant
Life under the microscope watch how I micromanage it
Marinate that's Don Czn
Soak up game the sponge leaking outta hand n shit
The pressure made a amethyst
I'm Kobe niggas be Rick fox they can't play with the goat
Trapping out the haunted house ironic I just parked a ghost
Gotta know its crunch time if we cinnamon we loading the toast
My bank playing tug a war pockets knotted up like a rope
Every boss gotta orchestrate a hit
Hot and scorchin' in the six
Jump off da porch and and get a stick
I want invoices for the payment till I'm hoarse
Gimme the turbo Porche
Hollyhood moving in disguise
Fuck a airport but I gotta jet outta court
I'm sipping lean by the quart
In a hemi that bitch got a whole lotta torque
On a island I sit by the Beach in the heat got a whole thirty ball in my shorts
I remember we jumped off the porch tryna duck 911 I went bought a Porsche
Got a bitch from New York if that shit about green, she light the block up like a torch
They bet not mention my name cause' I'm dropping hits ain't making songs or diss
Tryna' get my name up out the system I wanna go legit
Now my whole gang ain't slime but we be spittin' some poison shit
You'll think I was drunken driver the way I pull my forty quick.
I'm so poise but poisonous
Back in motion chiropractor lotion from a loyal bitch
She rub my back I throw ha dick
Solar system clip a half moon that bitch a solar eclipse
Wanna Tesla just to Pusha T I'm grinding eclipse
I mowed the yard I never fucked snakes they throwing hissing fits
Just like a atheist you try to cross me I get blasphemous
Clip long as exodus I'm in my bag can't give my exodus
I'm going hard I got these battle scars my hands got calluses
Every boss gotta orchestrate a hit
Hot and scorchin' in the six
Jump off da porch and and get a stick
I want invoices for the payment till I'm hoarse gimme the turbo Porche
Hollyhood moving in disguise
Fuck a airport but I gotta jet outta court
I'm sipping lean by the quart
In a hemi that bitch got a whole lotta torque
On a island I sit by the Beach in the heat got a whole thirty ball in my shorts
I remember we jumped off the porch tryna duck 911 I went bought a Porsche
Got a bitch from New York if that shit about green, she light the block up like a torch

Written by:
Don Czn, HollyHood Curt, HollyHood TC

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