Da$h - Aristocratic Anarchy lyrics

[Production by Larry Fisherman] [Verse 1: Da$H] Rap game Hunter S. Thompson or Jim Morrison prophet b**h took a few hits of acid and think my dick is the Lochness I'm faded off this actavis, got me anything but active, b**h Burning blunts of [?] big homie while I craft this sh** Penny off the henny, can't defend me like its '99 Envy tried to end me, none successful, though a couple tried Mr.Smack-Your-Favorite-Underground-Rapper b**h, crack a ex-trapping, car scammer Slicker than some ball bearings Drunk behind the wheel, to the top where I'm steering Get indicted for tyranny, come barred out to the hearing Young money hungry drug user, I'm exactly what they fearing It feel like you made it when hoes start f**ing off appearance n***a [Hook] Sin and d** Sin and d** We got the plug b**hes tryna f** Sin and d** Sin and d** We got the plug We high as f** [Verse 2: Vince Staples] 100 for the white tee, seven in the Seven So a n***a really 9 deep I don't play, I stay from the court You from the hood but you stay on the porch I stay with the torch, the Sig make stadium noise A round of applause, I clap, send rounds at your jaws A bounty on y'all, it's on sight, bound to get off They stealing the flow, but so, a n***a still in the door I'm still getting dough regardless, broads in my apartment Call 'em for the bluff quick, bread long as muskets Head wrong, I'm dumb sick, sawed off, the pump fit Haul off your youngest, hearse boys, we murk boys Turnt up, your life get turnt off [Hook] Sin and d** Sin and d** We got the plug b**hes tryna f**