Danny Brown - Attak lyrics

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Danny Brown - Attak lyrics

[Produced by Rustie] [Verse 1: Danny Brown] We laughing at ya, talkin' bout doing this and that and We know you be hustlin' backwards, Electric Slide on rewind My pockets is looking like rerun I've begun to dethrone, you sippin' on that Seagram's Talkin' bout you gone k** somethin' n***a must think they real or somethin' Go on ahead and pop a pill or somethin' You ain't f**n' with me, might as well OD So after that one, take ten times three Danny Brown and that boy Rustie Got the game on lock like we changed the key Can't get in it, who*e her out treat that mouth like police wearhouse Bust all up in it, nuts all in it Brand new tenant, moved all up in it Cash no lease, this ain't rented Came back now, it's O G cynic Who the f** y'all think ya'll is I'm a grown a** man, I don't play with no kids Back in 2003 used to post up and roll up bag of pounds of the meat Used to trap O.T. with the D, on the Greyhound bus one pair of jeans Sat down in the city Like "n***a what a fiend" But I do the same thing now it's just 16s Get money my n***a like ya 'sposed to, if I don't then I might go postal Back a n***a down like Howard tryna post you If you play around a n***a might smoke you Beware what you say in the vocals Hood star, everybody going loco Ghetto put a p**y n***a in a chokehold No joke that's the code of survival Battle Royale - everybody your rival In the ghetto everybody going psycho [Verse 2: Danny Brown] I'm a maniac, brainiac when I'm aiming at Knock your brain out your hat when I co*k that You can't block that, it's just brain out hat Stop that, you ain't 'bout that Send my lil' n***as where ya house at Couple stacks and a couple packs, put your dollar bill fingers in a mouse trap Off that cause we on one Can't come back like you stole somethin' n***a might as well, let me hold somethin' Before I take that and your ho for frontin' Pull up like smoke somethin' Zip of OG, might roast somethin' Pop a bottle, might toast somethin' n***a keep hatin', I'mma toast somethin' Whipping out that Black and Decker Putting lean in my Dr. Pepper Chess sh** and you playing checkers Hit ya chest, yell for help, ya desperate n***a talkin' that ho sh**, might ruck around, get your throat split If you don't know sh**, better know this f** around, hocus-pocus You a focus, I'm a lotus, see the big picture stay focused Your ho look atrocious, my b**hes look ferocious Breakin' sh**, you can't coast this You n***as talkin' about practice Roll around with that acid, if you don't know start askin' Middle man be taxin', made a couple hundred, kept stackin' Know it sound like I'm braggin' but a n***a do get them racks in I ain't gotta say sh**, tell your b**h to s** my dick I ain't gotta say sh**, tell your b**h to s** my dick