Dun Rays

Yeah... uh huh

What up dun?... (Uh huh)

Dun son?... (Yeah)... (Uh huh, yo)

Dun (Uh huh)

Dun dun (Uh huh)... yo

I keep tryin to drink my milk

But I keep

Spillin it on my shirt

What's worse

These chicken wing stains (I'm high)

Just got off work I took a L to the face

Just need brain

And that would put me in a familiar place

I'm most creative in the morning

Display it while I'm yawnin

In my notebook

Wrote hooks that got me paid

But I ain't ballin (I ain't ballin)

Don't need to worry bout what's up in my stash

You gets nothin

You frontin

Catch a slug in yo ass (****)

This ain't no emo shit

But all you people need to get up off of Kito's dick

I ain't got nothin to prove to you (Nothin)

I ain't gone jump out the car actin all hard

I'd rather smoove ya crew

Where I'm from

We don't fake that trunk pop

When outta ten **** dun

There ain't even one glock (What)

**** gettin shot in these streets here

If you put me in danger

Know I'm not gonna be there

I ain't gettin out talkin

**** blast

If you want

I'll smoke ya ass without coughin

Dishin all

You raw like some burnt beef jerky

I'll make you fall

When you see me in the mall don't disturb me

Mission I am on

Mission I am on

Mission I am on

Aye yo dun

Mission I am on

Muthafuckas better stop while they got a head

These **** out here tryna pop

Fill you wit lotta lead

In this game

Don't got your name on your jersey

It just say random rapper number twenty-five

Gettin his back dirty

Your tracks worthy

To have not me on that bullsh*t

And you can Sergi Federov that

Thinkin that you'll spit

You underground but get ya flow out the trash can

I'm fresh

One on one sixteen nothin

Blow out ya last man

And I got more than just height on you

So really

Yo it don't make no sense

To say I might run you

You couldn't catch a cold outside butt naked

The mission I am on

Leave you burnt

Cause you don't bust nathan

Don't wanna see ya chump *ss no more

You gone be cut off

Soon as I tell ya dad the score

Bad more than mike with his jesus juice

Tore up my tracks

Spit it right

Cause **** he's the truth

I ain't gettin out talkin

**** blast

If you want

I'll have you outlined in chalk kid

Ya friends and all

Them broads always all up on me

Because i'm raw

When you see me in the street don't disturb me

Mission I am on

Mission I am on

Mission I am on

Aye yo dun

Mission I am on