Calabasas
D. Credulous
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Danny on the beat I'm on top of Calabasas with the fiends Wait a minute we still waiting for our team Karen’s with me and Meher’s with the beam And well shoot on sight like Hakeem Lucas on the beat so you know this shits fire (Fye, fye) Blood on the shoes just messed my whole attire (Tie, tie) You know we won't miss cuz we flyer If you f*ck up ill take your ass out like the umpire And we tag teamed your bitch we left cum in her Call me monsieur bitch i ain’t amateur Red dot on his head imma wear him like he fur And he scared cuz I’m mad I’m so cold the sun said burr Don’t talk to me if it ain’t about rap Or money, imma be buried with mines that’s a fact If you hang with me and don’t know how I came up Don’t trust you, I’m a big dog and you just a lil’ pup So grab your belongings and run the f*ck out Cuz I’m a fucking tree and you’re just the sprout I just fucked your bitch and she ended the drought California has water now for all of the trout The trap bumping this shit in the back Fraud money came in I got my own sack Went to Zara and got me a fit in all black Jansport backpack to carry my racks You could call me the coach cuz I make em keep track Some shit go wrong and I hang em like plaques Smacking some ass in the back with a ski mask You know we is hard bro, you don’t gotta ask I'm on top of Calabasas with the fiends Wait a minute we still waiting for our team Karen’s with me and Meher’s with the beam And well shoot on sight like Hakeem Lucas on the beat so you know this shits fire (Fye, fye) Blood on the shoes just messed my whole attire (Tie, tie) You know we wont miss cuz we flyer If you f*ck up ill take your ass out like the umpire Man this shits gonna put me on the map People who struggled know that this shit slaps Big Davo got my back and he don’t need the strap Im not Six Nine, I’m real I don’t need to rat to get the bag Motherfucker I don’t even need to brag Motherfuckers like me have no time to slack I don’t need to be in a gang to get your ass whacked My dick so big that they put me in blacked I'm on top of Calabasas with the fiends Wait a minute we still waiting for our team Karen’s with me and Meher’s with the beam And well shoot on sight like Hakeem Lucas on the beat so you know this shits fire (Fye, fye) Blood on the shoes just messed my whole attire (Tie, tie) You know we wont miss cuz we flyer If you f*ck up ill take your ass out like the umpire
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Written by: Daniel Sedrakyan, Garen Nalbandian
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