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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Dropout Kings
Dropout Kings
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Adam Ramey
Adam Ramey
Songwriter
William Lauderdale
William Lauderdale
Songwriter
Staig Flynn
Staig Flynn
Songwriter
Francisco Guzmán
Francisco Guzmán
Songwriter
Robert Sebastian
Robert Sebastian
Songwriter
Trever Norgren
Trever Norgren
Songwriter
Tre Scott
Tre Scott
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Staig Flynn
Staig Flynn
Producer
Nick Sampson
Nick Sampson
Producer
CAMERON MIZELL
CAMERON MIZELL
Producer

Lyrics

Fuck the discussion there's no need to beg And we don't want the bread now it's off with your head There's a glitch in the system If you blinked when he did his things then you missed him Rebel king, a hand full of rings you can kiss them RIP, they'll lay you six feet if you diss him There's a glitch in the system Microchip trips make flips of the friction Dirty cybernetics it could crash any instant You can't make a dent so you won't make a difference Bitch come thru Hope you ain't lookin' at me 'Cuz bitch I ain't lookin' at you I ain't ever pay no mind, I already paid my dues It's glitchgang, gang, gang, gang Make that shit bang, bang, bang, bang Make that shit bang, bang, bang, bang Pray a change gon come Of course I bear arms I'm the new shogun Crack a nigga head like it was a cold one Leave the screen pitch black like the sky with no sun Fuck payin' dues now I think I'm owed some And fuck a percentage man now I need the whole sum Always keep a bitch that be down to hold some Got me grabbin on her ass like mommy let me hold somn Dancin with the devil well it can be so fun Hittin very rhythm gonna leave your toes numb X marks the spot only Gs know (know, know) Diggin through the treasure got me with these gold thumbs Im a beast, im a dog, im a Kaiju You was ridin waves, I was surfin like a Raichu You was lookin for me then I popped up right behind you Tho I never trail nor fail to remind you nigga! I'm fighting fire with Fire Said fuck the ones I admire I'm fighting violence with violence I'm fighting silence with silence It's the incurable blindness Bitch, I'm lackin' the kindness And then we follow the coward And then we're lead by the mindless Bitch come thru Hope you ain't lookin' at me 'Cuz bitch I ain't lookin' at you I ain't ever pay no mind, I already paid my dues It's glitchgang, gang, gang, gang Make that shit bang, bang, bang, bang Make that shit bang, bang, bang, bang It's glitchgang, gang, gang, gang Make that shit bang, bang, bang, bang Make that shit bang, bang, bang, bang Make that shit bang, bang, bang, bang Make that shit bang, bang, bang, bang
Writer(s): Adam Ramey, Francisco Guzmán, Robert Sebastian, Staig Flynn, Tre Scott, Trever Norgren, Trevor Norgren, William Lauderdale Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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