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COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Rivan Calderin
Rivan Calderin
Songwriter
Cam Barnes
Cam Barnes
Songwriter
Bastien Gliech
Bastien Gliech
Songwriter

Lyrics

Yeah I'll sell it all for some roses and a seat at the table Diadoras a la mesa caked in mud making mess is what i'm best at Tell 'em bring the best out Blood stain the plates, eat 'em up and bring the check now Pick the cartilage that hella stuck 'tween my k9's Wash the competition Negro mi Modelo Cooking with so much soul it sound like De La Rock harder than Co.Kane flow, it hit like yayo Smack you like Rick James Play you like a Rick roll I came up a mutt 'till I bust up out the PETCO Got it off the jump, I been at it since the get go Meet you at the rim, I posterize you like threshold Every move a stutter step i'm Mr. Morales till they blow the whistle, uh Go, go Go, go Go, go Yeah Go, go Go, go Go, go Yeah Go, go Go, go Go, go Yeah Go, go Go, go Go, go I'm a big dog All this bitch talking got me riled up and pissed off Bitch I been hard Y'all ain't slick clowning on me like we in a sitcom Get a grip y'all Every song a smash hit, blow up like I'm bin Laden Yelling good lord Praying to your maker that you make a track that sound like something I would say Pussy actin alley cat be scratchin like he get the change Player hating on me when you mad that you don't know the game Yeah the boy a Soulja way I kick it like the Bathing Apes I got me some Uh uh I got me some 808's Heart breaker Earth quaker Bitch maker Girl taker Star player World shaker Send you to an early grave Ain't a single trace of what you made when granny burn the sage Verse is like a murder case Straight to pearly gates Go, go Go, go Go, go Yeah Go, go Go, go Go, go Wooh Go, go Go, go Go, go Yeah Go, go Go, go Go, go Bitch I'm fired up Feel like Cujo You a Fido Fronting like you fucking Snoop Dogg Got me riled up, fangs out, what it do hoe Fucking starving, gotta eat before my food cold Finna wild out Mask on, Ray Mysterio I pile drive ya from top rope, break your skeleton I revive ya back from the hell you respawn Un-alive you again for the shade you was throwin I'm a, uh I'm a mongrel Fuck it, I'm a monster Run around the track, get passed like ganja Catch me with the pack all black at the concerts Rivan the big dog Rottweiler
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