Bru Swain - Honey, Grab You're Disco Shoes; We're Causing Panic Tonight lyrics

[Verse One: Kulprit D] Shhh. Kulprit! Come out to play! They asked me why I made a beat like this I told 'em because Bru Swain asked for it He said, "Will you help me murk the ish?" I said, "Yes" and now you hearing it I'm a little bit of that old school. Little bit of that new Still ahead of my time and I'm on that rise. n***a, how bout you? Prada tints on dome. Cuisine salad or soup. And dudes are wondering, "Why my girl smell like his coupe?" So I'm just balling hard in canvas. Geeked up like Rick Moranis They say don't get in it. Well, I'm deep in it- Atlantis When I do it, get into it. n***a, gotta keep it moving. Me and Bru about to shut the thing down Everybody looking. Everybody crooking. Tryna get a spot. Little homie better not come around I can feel my adrenaline. Lawd, look how in he went Cross borders with presidents. My swag's an immigrant Your thoughts are ignorant. I don't feel you; No Phenegran Damn, I'm a heart breaker. Ya taking it to the chin again Why, Kulprit? How, Kulprit? What are you? I'm just a n***a that'll do the things you can't do Get a BPM and I'll put a little in. Put an end to what you call a career No need to wait for a hot mixtape with beats so great. It's here! [Hook: Bru Swain] Oh, well imagine. Agatewaydrug on tour smashing cities galore I'mma say it motherf***er. You can hate it motherf***er But you can take this motherf***er so make me famous motherf***er Oh, well imagine. My team popping bottles and we taking blunts straight to the face Yeah, roll another blunt. You can catch me in the back getting f***ed on champagne [Verse Two: Bru Swain] I had a dream. I'mma chase it. Bought my song with nasty basis F*** it all; call me rapist. One of these days I'm gonna be famous Pulled from onstage every night. Hitting cities, catching flights Popping bottles, sparking lights. It's Bru Swain: the real dark night Yeah, I f***ing took it there. I'll take it f***ing anywhere I always got bad news to bare. I'll set fire to your hair Think I'm playing truth or dare? Anyone, b**h. I'm not scared Tie you to a f***ing chair. Rip tape from your facial hair Feeling like a ticking bomb about to explode in your mom Screaming words in my songs while I'm ripping out a bong Make a song. Make a rap. Hit up Kulprit. Do a track Bringing Guthrie to the map. We started now, no turning back Yeah, I finally realized what I'll do with my life Making music, that's tight. It's a beautiful life Always in a good vibe. Riding through the hood high Bumping "Gutter s*uts" while me and Will k** it live It's tough s*** to take. Don't f***, b**h. I'll break In a matter of seconds, turn that p**** to a lake The jealous ones will always hate. The gifted ones will create F***ed up ones make mistakes but I make b**hes masturbate 2013's our motherf***ing year. A gateway drug is motherf***ing fear F** the game, we'll take the fame. We're so f***ing near I'm getting brain. My name's Bru Swain, now excuse me while I chug a beer [Hook]