Dushane & Sully Lyrics

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I take notes from Dushane and Sully

But I can't waste time on the opps or with two nitties

Lidge Lizzy on the brain, you know I'm searching for opportunities

Soon I'll be flying to big cities

At the moment though I'm posted

Busy but I'm ghosting

At any time take it slowly, one eye open Modie

I'm tryna get litty it's

Eazy I'm silly when I'm jiggy with it

Bro got a black Smith no William

Letting it sing like WSTRN he's really with it

Fuck letting the ting rip like BeyBlade

Bro's tryna let a ting burn like Jason

Them man are not real they're fake like Leyton

Might haffi kneecap him if he snakes man

And no we don't fuck with the fakes man

I pray God

Lemme not be like any one of these weird niggas they're odd

Always tryna get even

You think it's a beef ting

Zero tolerance we'll buss shots

Wheels on the buss go around and round

Tryna spin and let it buss when I circle around

Fuck a piece of the pie I want it all, call that a circle amount

I don't like women my age bro I'm into the cougars

Nothin' like Jamie I'm ruthless

E-Z-E man I do this

And if I spot mans ice it's peak I'm snatching a Cube, and

I don't really give a flying fuck about you man, 'cause

How many fucking times do I have to tell you; I, don't, care

Next time you speak to your baby mum, tell her

Tell her - I'm gonna be way calmer on the phone, way calmer

Composure, lads - Composure