IsaiahThe3rd - Dutch Master

Came thru to see wassup
She ain't tryna find love
Go another round
She just tryna get fucked
You can't be one of us
Still she come around
I look great in a tux
I get head when I want
Invented in and outs
Gave my heart to the Dutch
I can't help being blunt

Every meeting face-to-face
I record my day to days
All the real ones passed away
Different numbers, different names won't catch a case
Switching plates on Chevrolets, learned my moves from Jason Stathe
Hit the shot anywhere you give the space
Get the check off PDAs
Women really love PDA
Many Xs, Why? I don't know
Many treasures in my DNA
Both my parents had their mouth in gold
So what I speak bet it hold the weight
See the snakes but got venom too
Clean my plate like they're marmalade
No OT end the game with my mamba fade

I get off the block
They see me they gon call the cops
Being black made my life too hot
Why they hate when you're the son of god?
Smoking with their daughters
Now she honor roll, turned her to a scholar
I am not her father still she call me daddy
Get em through college
Most my women, hate I won't follow

On my Johnny Bravo
Muscle like I'm Russel
Who don't love to hustle
Love when triple double
Follows lead to swallows
Weekends on a mattress
Feed her like she Kadniss
I might eat the gato
Road of el dorado
I don't do the lotto
I just bury numbers
Then back to Ilyana
With me for the commas
Can't let her count it
I've got my boundaries
Choke her with the bondage

Came thru to see wassup
She ain't tryna find love
Go another round
She just tryna get fucked
You can't be one of us
Still she come around
I look great in a tux
I get head when I want
Invented in and outs
Gave my heart to the Dutch
I can't help being blunt

Many dreams like Martin King
What you need just kiss the ring
Yeah it's real, hear the bling
Foolish ting, tried to leave but when I move Cha-Ching
Life and death heard it's intertwined
I do numbers like Wilt Chamberlain
Also heard they'll be my doom-mise
I don't mind when I die bury my concubines

Living fast yeah, Barry Allen
Need all my past tings, to stay past tense
Drove me Bat Shit, like I'm Alfred
Wait on you, that's not gonna happen
Lost in madness, I be rarely braggin
No days offs and you know I hate to Practice
Your A.I. that shit stay lagging
Thanks to Stark everything I do elaborate

Came thru to see wassup
She ain't tryna find love
Go another round
She just tryna get fucked
You can't be one of us
Still she come around
I look great in a tux
I get head when I want
Invented in and outs
Gave my heart to the Dutch
I can't help being blunt

Written by:
IsaiahThe3rd

Publisher:
Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

Lyrics powered by Lyric Find