Sharc, Pi’erre Bourne - Dump First lyrics
[Sharc, Pi’erre Bourne - Dump First lyrics]
Yeah
Duck shots if they shoot back
But we dump first
Stuffed crust, honey Backwood
Taste like Starburst
Punk rock, how we cut our wrists
That’s common numbers
All I gotta do is call lil'
Bro and get 'em all merked
Trap open, boy
We got that magic pack like Hogwarts
Bad hoes circle 'round the star, yeah
Converse twenty milligrams in my brain
I just popped two tens
Bitch, she tryna get flewed
In, she stupid, yeah, i been killed
Fuckin' ride a Lamb' through
The trenches like Jerusalem (Woo)
Touch me or my mans
Pull his grip out and start boomin'
Glocky with the kicks, when wе blitz
They go grr (They go grr)
Baby, mount the dick
My wholе fit was by Rick (Ricky)
Hatchback coupie (Hatchback) , Maybach loopy
Who that? Shoot it
(What) , these hoes think I'm stupid
Fuckin' for some new fit's, nuh uh
Boot the bitch (Nah)
Harlem, Treesh shit
She gon' chicken noodle it
Yeah, Sharc, Google me
Monclizz on the hooligan
Yeah, huh, boomerang
She swing me the coon again
Snatch you out your Wraith
Right out the sunroof and shit
I feel like Ludacris, coupe go Fast & Furious
Duck shots if they shoot back
But we dump first
Stuffed crust, honey Backwood
Taste like Starburst
Punk rock, how we cut our wrists, numbers
All I gotta do is call lil'
Bro and get 'em all merked
I'm in Vinnies Styles
Gettin' flee with the army
Stroke her organs in that B&B, poppin' RP's
Tell 'em baby bro flip cars, he's a forklift
Blue paper on me, it can't fold like origami
Wrist skate, NHL, we keep sticks and we icy
Two XDs under my armpit's if we warrin'
RX, pour it in my beverage, and I orbit
Wockeisha, big muddy cup (Gang, gang, gang)
750 HP, this is not a stock engine (HP)
Twerk her little cakey
Twist her just like Oliver
I'm a block bender
(I'm a block) , he a pop singer (He a pop)
She gon' polish me (Throat goat, throat goat)
Duck shots if they shoot back
But we dump first
Stuffed crust, honey Backwood
Taste like Starburst
Punk rock, how we cut our wrists, numbers
All I gotta do is call lil'
Bro and get 'em all merked
Easy wise guy
You'll be swimming with the fishes
Duck shots if they shoot back
But we dump first
Stuffed crust, honey Backwood
Taste like Starburst
Punk rock, how we cut our wrists
That’s common numbers
All I gotta do is call lil'
Bro and get 'em all merked
Trap open, boy
We got that magic pack like Hogwarts
Bad hoes circle 'round the star, yeah
Converse twenty milligrams in my brain
I just popped two tens
Bitch, she tryna get flewed
In, she stupid, yeah, i been killed
Fuckin' ride a Lamb' through
The trenches like Jerusalem (Woo)
Touch me or my mans
Pull his grip out and start boomin'
Glocky with the kicks, when wе blitz
They go grr (They go grr)
Baby, mount the dick
My wholе fit was by Rick (Ricky)
Hatchback coupie (Hatchback) , Maybach loopy
Who that? Shoot it
(What) , these hoes think I'm stupid
Fuckin' for some new fit's, nuh uh
Boot the bitch (Nah)
Harlem, Treesh shit
She gon' chicken noodle it
Yeah, Sharc, Google me
Monclizz on the hooligan
Yeah, huh, boomerang
She swing me the coon again
Snatch you out your Wraith
Right out the sunroof and shit
I feel like Ludacris, coupe go Fast & Furious
Duck shots if they shoot back
But we dump first
Stuffed crust, honey Backwood
Taste like Starburst
Punk rock, how we cut our wrists, numbers
All I gotta do is call lil'
Bro and get 'em all merked
I'm in Vinnies Styles
Gettin' flee with the army
Stroke her organs in that B&B, poppin' RP's
Tell 'em baby bro flip cars, he's a forklift
Blue paper on me, it can't fold like origami
Wrist skate, NHL, we keep sticks and we icy
Two XDs under my armpit's if we warrin'
RX, pour it in my beverage, and I orbit
Wockeisha, big muddy cup (Gang, gang, gang)
750 HP, this is not a stock engine (HP)
Twerk her little cakey
Twist her just like Oliver
I'm a block bender
(I'm a block) , he a pop singer (He a pop)
She gon' polish me (Throat goat, throat goat)
Duck shots if they shoot back
But we dump first
Stuffed crust, honey Backwood
Taste like Starburst
Punk rock, how we cut our wrists, numbers
All I gotta do is call lil'
Bro and get 'em all merked
Easy wise guy
You'll be swimming with the fishes