Xavier Wulf - True North lyrics

Damn, Quintin

I pull up creepin' 'round the corner, bitch
Bundle up they think I'm too cold
I told that bitch I don't wanna snuggle up

All you rappers goofy, bitch
Don't ask me if we can partner up
I don't give no fuck about none of
You niggas in the still stock

Catch me shootin' Darkwing Duck
With my uncle Chuck
You ain't got no aim, lame nigga bitch
Better luck

Catch me shootin' Darkwing Duck
With my uncle Chuck
You ain't got no aim, lame nigga bitch
Better luck

I put on the plain jane
Fucked a plane ride out to Spain
They think I'm Jody Highroller
I don't gamble with no lames

Twinkle, twinkle goes every single
Diamond in my chain dragon fang gang
Ice glistenin' in the night rain

I think I'm John Wain, Smith & Wesson
Point blank range
Fifty thousand on the dinner
Tell that bitch to keep the change

I'm the same nigga from the wing, bitch
Ain't shit change
I'm off Riverdale and Shelby drive
Jumpin' through lanes

I pull up creepin' 'round the corner, bitch
Bundle up they think I'm too cold
I told that bitch I don't wanna snuggle up

All you rappers goofy, bitch
Don't ask me if we can partner up
I don't give no fuck about none of
You niggas in the still stock

Catch me shootin' Darkwing Duck
With my uncle Chuck
You ain't got no aim, lame nigga bitch
Better luck

Catch me shootin' Darkwing Duck
With my uncle Chuck
You ain't got no aim, lame nigga bitch
Better luck