LYRICS:


GUSTO:
Pockets on flat, but not for much longer.
I've been flowing long guess I gotta flow longer.
I've been going strong guess I gotta go stronger.
So you're trying to get scuffed? I'll be there to do the honor.
See, I'm a rude boy I'm not talking 'bout Rihanna.
When you see me you know I'mma roll me up some marijuana.
Swear I'm spitting like a llama
and I'm sitting in beyond ya'.
Man you know my fits designer.
I will never get behind ya'
uh.
Slow down here Gusto.
Shit I guess I got my swagga back like Rusko.
Uh-oh. Damn. I'mma have to show it.
Hold up. Focus. Breathe in something potent.
I'm flowin.
I'm goin
stronger than Samoans.
Wildin' like I'm Terrel Owens.
There's no sign that I am slowin'.
man that dro just got me zonin'.
Got me somewhere so remote and
I don't know how to control it so
let's keep rotation goin'
and just...



RANDY:
Here I'm going in.
the beat I'm murdering.
Finished up the dutchie so we roll one up again.
Wanna see the world, all I can stare at is an atlas.
Maybe with this sick flow so this flu go's as practiced.
Plus,
I like the beat I'm going to
I agree with Gusto I am feeling kinda Samoan too.
Maybe 'cause we're blowing through
more grass than what a mower do.
My lines dropping way heavier than boulders do.
Hot track killer.
Got soul but could be a soldier too.
New flavor for your ears.
Non spearmint with a twist.
Cuz my thought pattern swing round
like Saturn's rings down
they fall, like Kamikaze wing's
So i'm a lyricist.
Honestly it's sad to me
that people see the bad in tree
I just want some Kush
most people want whats in the magazine.
How you gonna be mad at me
for blazing in my baggy jeans
and coming up with bars that just will put the beat in agony.


Pass The Dutch (Remix)

LYRICS:
I add insult to injury.
I'm cutting off limiting and upping on intensity.
Hating doesn't get to me.
Cut it out...stenciling.
You pups need your pedigree.
We puffs paramedic weed.
Shining like a wedding ring.
Vans independent tee.
Cash in them denim jeans.
The man they pretend to be.
Slam who's contending me.
Man I'm only 17
but running more shit than the legs of a centipede.

That was bad but I got reasons.
Cuz my flow just attack like a dog teething.
Yea I'm cooking, time to get the pot seasoned.
Say they want beef 'til I come then they talk vegan.


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