PUDA - Dynamic Duo (feat. caikozart!)

Damn
I can not fuck on that bitch
Pussy stink and that shit got an itch
She chasing the bag so she sucking the dick
Lil mami you cannot get rich
I'm outside with the guys and we litt
Slatier and we running this shit
Start running your mouth put the switch on the grip
I'm feeling real vibey I'm fucking on two hoes
I got a new bitch and her butt look like two o's
She good with a stick like her last name was Russo
Could fuck on your mom but I won't that bitch too old
(You know that I'm lying I fucked her last night)
Makaveli and Kozart a dynamic duo
Too cool for these niggas our temperature too low
I'm rocking with Cj we going to Pluto
Ha
Smoking the mufucking shit
He talking down, I fucked on his bitch
Whole hunnid rounds, that's right at yo mitt
These niggas be faking and chatting like bitch
These niggas be faking and chatting like hoes
They up on the gram they watching my clothes
These niggas be stealing swag on the low
I fucked on that bitch, dipped and passed to the bro
I'm upping that cash your shit coming slow
I took that boy hoe when she gone no one know
Whole lotta za, higher than your bro
Glock to your eye, see where you gon go
Rocking MMY, Ricky not the toe
He kept talking down now ricky your bro
She screaming like woahhhhh, woahh, woah, woah
She screaming like woah cuz I'm breaking her back
I spark me a blunt put the ash on her crack
I spend me that check then I get it right back
He keep talking tough on the net that's a bet
I'm in the White House you can call me the President
Only like green like a damn vegetarian
Your hoe call me Aang, bitch I'm in my element
We don't on your gang, bitch y'all is irrelevant
She eat the dick up swear that she heaven sent
Got a new bitch she the baddest I ever met
Spin through your hood and on God Ima level it
Like GTA, yeah I'm leveling up
Got the wock in the cup, smoking that green
Put the grabbs in the blunt, getting high with the team
Put the thumb in her(shhh), I had to break that hoe back
The dick in her throat it might make that shit crack
It's big Slatier bitch my gang never lack
Puda, Benji, and Cai we on top of the map
That song in your phone yeah we blowing out speakers
We stay on the court and y'all stuck on the bleachers
She giving me brain like I'm one of her teachers
I fuck from the back take that hoe out her sneakers
Hop in the big body whip
I take your hoe then fuck her then dip
High blowing o's, who living like this?
He ain't sipping wock, that ain't even triss
I'm off of the za, I'm high like a bitch
They talk on my name, get off of my dick
Most of these niggas be lame so they switch
I'm worried bout bread ain't sad bout no bitch
Yo Caikizzy
Relax bro
Said it's fuck the bullshit bring it back one more time
I will spit on that bitch if she step out of line
I be d'ing her calls when she hitting my line
Stop calling phone cuz you wasting my time
I can't trust in a bitch but I trust in the chrome
But I trust in a bitch to suck dick off the bone
I be sipping this wock when I'm home all alone
And got weed in my left hand go right to the dome

Written by:
Castel Pettiford, Theodore Davis III

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