Bowser (feat. Wiebe On The Beat)

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BSF Dillinger

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Shout out Wiebe on the beat
You know We be on this heat
Okay okay
It's WWM shit this WWM bitch
It's BSF Dillinger
Know how I'm rocking
Know how I'm rocking
Gang gang since potty train I'm in the booth w the stick rn
Aye aye
Okay you talking like you bowser but I'm super sayain Dillinger
Know you feeling the power
But this ain't my final form
I'll final flash you to flowers
Bitch it's kaioken times ten
Times a thousand
Bitch I'm beast mode
Bitch I feel like broly wit dat free smoke
Iont really give no f*ck about no freak hoes
I ah give him two shots and one free throws
He ghost he smoked bitch I need dough
Make a play for ten rackies but I need mo
Cee low with the green I need c notes
She know how I be when she deep throat
I ah get a bitch wet fast like a speed boat
You ain't gets no cash he know he broke
He ain't ever flipped packs never seen dope
He ain't ever whipped crack never seen coke
But he need hope
Aye okay
Spit hot fiyah, I'm bowser
Deon said you got us in yo motherfuckin browser
Bitch I keep dat forty in my motherfuckin trousers
If it's raining then it's pouring this dat hot lead showers
Aye okay
Spit hot fiyah I'm bowser
Deon said you got us in yo motherfuckin browser
Bitch I keep dat forty in my motherfuckin trousers
If it's raining then it's pouring this dat hot lead showers
I apply dat pressure bitch I'm on they neck
Ok ok
Put em on a stretcher talking out they neck
Okok
Me and Deon give you peons no respect
Ok
Told em you can call me VVS know I'm on next
In the lac wit a g lock and a keltec
Bitch I'm strapped like a Reebok in this hellcat
Matter fact this not rerock boy we sell crack
Straight drop in some clean pop felt dat
Dat boy be like an etch a sketch when he shook he gone disappear
This shit it be so effortless get em cooked and he full of fear
Bitch we pop up wet ya set bet the g lock gone stretch yo peers
Boy you where the steppers step you by the edge you getting near
Bitch I really been the best you midgrade don't interfere
Bitch I really kept the tech since fifth grade dat shit is clear
I could never lack it's never dat run up you in the air
I could never cap in all my raps like y'all do every year
Aye ok ok ok ok ok dats facts
You don't want no smoke bitch you don't want dat
You don't want blicks boy you don't want straps
To yo motherfuckin dome blow out yo brains all in yo lap
And this ain't no diss track told em I'm juss speaking facts
Me and Deon boutta slide ride run up in yo trap
You know we on we been grinding for these motherfuckin racks
And if Wiebe on the beat then you know dat shit is gas
Aye ok Bitch
You smoking Reggie
Big 7.62 know dat bitch is heavy
Have yo white tee look like you ate some spaghetti
Then you spilled it on yo shit I told u lil boy you ain't ready
Keep them grams you can call me teddy
Bitch I keep a Big Mac cheese burger eddy
Fusion got me focused but I'm sliding in a Chevy
Boy you d4l okay okay I'm Machiavelli
When we ride on our enemies
When we ride on our enemies
I make sure everybody die when we ride on our enemies

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