Durte Dom - School Supplies lyrics

[Hook] We got that, we got that, good stuff, stuff They goin murda, murda, for it, for it [Verse 1] Beat so hot on my smash it list Hold up a second Imma scratch at this Just cause i'm happy i'm pacifist Stupid for thinking I won't pa** a fist Ma**ive dick, flaccid tip Put on your belt b**h fasten it Fast lane, bruce wayne, rascal it's Mister twisted nastiest [Hook] [Verse 2] Give em the spot how he handle it Cuts, wounds, bruises, bandages Advantage crisp, imma lyricist p**y a** rappers i'm sick of this Syphilis, Uwww, shut ya lips Walk around town like jinkies it's Durte Dom pulling some trickiness Trick don't trip on my cleverness