Dro - Kap'n Krunch lyrics

[Verse 1: Loud Mouth] Got two blunts lit with a bag of bones Wearing my dad's clothes with some bad cologne Move out the way or get dragged along Have you little b**hes all wanna babble on Just got a little cheese like macaroni Just got a little something from Patagonia No money no deal so I'm swaggin' on ya Ratchet throwing nails in a can of soda Can't see me, no blindfolding Hit that blunt till your eyes swollen I drop that sh** like my colon I dip that colt when the five roll in I turnstile hop in the CTA Get a text from your b**h like ETA I'mma eat that ho like PBJ Then skate life like DGK I grind ho, I grind ho Don't ask me who I ride fo' I'm Humboldt Park raised b**h That's west side Chicago Got five down to that Buddha They hear me spit it like who dat It's Loud Mouth the barracuda True dat Trap is where I cool at You can find me with my goonies Black boots and we wearing boonies Against your religion Judas My b**hes never be prudent I hit your city and loot it I do this I really do it If you got a problem state it I pull that switch now they [?] [Verse 2: Acumental] I got a fast modem and a fat scrotum Fact totem, I rap golden Lack motive but I stack tokens Reach for the mic get your hand broken Clean house like Tangina Gettin' free Coronas at the cantina Just can't keep a straight face when I see y'all Haters finna leave with a cracked femur Get lost Wanderlust Handfuls of hoes all on my nuts I drink zombie dust and eat lots of d** If you're down for the cause you can ride with us You can drive the bus Wheels go round and round Whatchu know about Carnage ho Talk sh** spit a bar of soap You ain't-you ain't never heard a bar this dope I'm a hurricane, I'm a sharknado An art major with a sharp angle Clark Gable at the card table The dark halo of an archangel I'm out of my head Out of my gourd Freakos Swallow my sword A vulgar dummy Otto and George At the edge of the Earth then I hop in a gourge [Verse 3: Terminal Knowledge] Couple kids from the go Blindfolded and picking my nose Sniffing blow Chop it up Brought a blunt and some piff to roll, yo Only go to sleep on occasion Can't keep-keepin' 'em waiting Led me astray [?] Put my pen to the page and my feet to the pavement co*keyed lucubrator whose suits are tailored by youth in labor And why would I do you a favor? It's not my human nature bu*tin' heads until each one is dead Unattention of the underfed So f**ing worthless Don't trust a word which comes from within his government What the heck Come again Public execution Don't miss stepping into it Finna jump ahead to conclusions So cut the check and get stupid No muscleheads in my troop (troof) Assa**in's stocked at the job But a mastermind to the mob Plat [Verse 4: Loud Mouth] My b**h super bad your b**h fufu My b**h super tight your b**h loose loose I sip prune juice with that goose goose And I'm a pioneer of this new school I got a whole lot of sh** left to do So you better get checked in tune fool [?] Better shoo shoo Get chopped up looking like moo shoo [?] he cuckoo He got that hybrid that new-new I like my liquor with cucu I like my b**hes in tutus I like my face down in [?] And frying d** in my noodle I hit it and then it's toodles Can't f** with you if you frugal And I ride around with that blade I don't ride around with no banger My homies be flipping bricks and no they ain't playing Jenga Y hay eso no se juegue so se [?] te su lengua Porqué dices que te mato a mi no me das no ve nada