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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Dylanglide
Dylanglide
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Cameron Charles McEachern
Cameron Charles McEachern
Songwriter

Lyrics

Yeah, yeah (Damn)
Uh, uh, uh, gang
Uh, uh, okay
I don't play no shit, uh (Frrah)
I don't play no shit, uh
She gon' throw a temper tantrum all up on my dick, uh (Gang, gang, gang, yeah)
Uh-uh, uh-uh, uh, okay
I got extendo clips, they gon' hit
Yo' bitch, a friendly ho on my dick (Brrah)
I let the semi' blow, it got kick (Gang)
We at yo' door, fuck it, throw a brick
That bitch a thot, I'm tellin' from the scent (From the scent)
Distro' check pay a **** rent (Let's go)
All these hoes got a **** bent (Okay)
I'm in a stall, coolin' with a pen (Uh-uh)
Me and yo' bitch, fuckin' is a sin (Uh-uh)
But she don't care, so I'ma fuck her (Uh-uh)
Grippin' her hair, dick in a rubber (Brr, brr)
You need to catch up, this ain't mustard (Keep up)
Put a pillow on the game, leavin' 'em smothered (Pillow)
I'm a dog, ****, so I'm fuckin' yo', huh
Fuckin' yo', huh, fuckin' yo', huh
Fuckin' yo', huh, fuckin' yo', huh (Yeah, yeah)
These **** miss they shots, uh
I can't relate, I'm too accurate (Okay, okay)
I whipped out my cock (Damn)
And that ho started vacuumin' (Started vacuumin')
Fuck 'bout a Glock, I just bought me a new MAC
That make me immaculate (Make me immaculate)
Fuckin' his thot, she thought she could take dick
She couldn't take half of it (She couldn't take half of it)
Schoolin' ****, I'm a godfather (Uh-uh)
She suck dick really good 'cause my dog taught her (Brrah)
I leave his block in onslaughter (Damn)
Spin back and now I'm sendin' shots (Damn)
Seen yo' dad, ****, that's the wrong father
'Cause, pussy ****, I'm ya' pops (Oh, damn)
Shoot at yo' dad, kick him to the rocks (Okay)
I find his cat stompin' in my socks, yeah (Yeah)
Now yo' mom at the funeral, uh
Sheddin' tears, she get popped, uh
Now I'm searchin' for his granny, uh (Damn)
Tryna find a new drop, uh (Okay)
Caught his grandpa at the store, uh (Yeah, uh)
Make him lead me to the spot, uh (Uh-uh)
Put a pistol to his head, uh
All them **** gettin' popped (What the fuck?)
Damn, now I'm lookin' for his sister, uh
In her shit like a blister
Shootin' shit on her face, no ballista (Uh-uh)
She took a pic', put it on her Insta
Fuck it, I'm killin' his ex too
I'm sendin' shots in her bedroom (Damn)
Fuck it, I'm offin' his friends too (Yeah)
Show these **** what that TEC do (Uh)
"Skyte, Skyte, who are you talking about? This is insanity"
"****, shut the fuck up, play the beat, goddamn, ****"
"Wait, I just wanted to know, like, who's"
"No, ****, no, ****, play the beat, I was in the zone, you dickhead" (Brrah)
Now I'm slidin' on the landlord (Damn)
Would've slid on his bitch, but I found out that ho was a damn whore
Got the gas in my JanSport (Damn)
She throwin' ass, I ain't payin' for it, hell no (Damn)
I got a stick on me, leave his shirt red, now he cosplayin' Elmo (Okay)
Chop' hit a **** elbow
Shots make them **** get low, damn
Bodies scattered on the floor
I'm pickin' thots, eeny, miny, moe
Pick a 3.5 from the drawer
I'm like a beehive, I don't go, lil' bitch (Brrah)
On the phone, she like, "Show yo' dick" (Brrah)
**** hatin', thinkin' I don't notice it (Damn)
Uh, damn, uh, damn
Uh, damn, uh, okay, okay (Damn)
Damn, uh, damn
Uh, damn, uh, okay, okay (Damn)
Damn, uh, damn (Damn)
Uh, damn, uh, okay, okay (Damn)
Okay, okay (Damn), uh, yeah, okay, okay (Hey)
Written by: Cameron Charles McEachern
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