disturbing the peace Lyrics by Ken Carson
Ayy, and make sure I got everything before we leave this motherfucker
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Racks, check, packs, check
Button, huh, down with the slacks, yeah
Went too brazy with the sack, I got plaques on plaques, yeah
I speak facts, yeah, walk down these tracks, yeah
Everybody walked on your bitch, she a doormat, yeah
Diamondback, yeah, in my trenchcoat
Bubble spits every time she suck my dick, woah
I’m not DTP, but I’m rockin’ big clothes
She addicted to these diamonds, so she walk through the door, what the fuck?
My bitch look way better with her hair down and no makeup
He can’t help you reach your dreams, baby, he don’t make enough
And I swear you number one on my team, baby, what you hate me for?
That shit remind me of Jell-O, wanna put you in handcuffs
But I swear I love you, yeah, them other hoes be in the mix
She went bananas on my dick, first night, she let me split
She said she love me first, but I love her more than she love me, that don’t mean shit
Yeah, yeah, two-tone gold, got yellow and white on my wrist
Fight Night, I’m up all night, pussy, I’m beatin’ it up
Withdrawin’ for the codeine, I need the double cup
I got Chrome Heart on my Carhartt, yeah, I put on that stuff
Actual Hate belt on my waist, I hope you holdin’ up
Give a fuck ’bout how they feel, I swear to God, I never gave a fuck
Burnin’ bridges, yeah, watched your heart melt, it wasn’t love
I kill a bitch, just like OJ, my hand don’t fit the glove
Racks, check, packs, check
Button, huh, down with the slacks, yeah
Went too brazy with the sack, I got plaques on plaques, yeah
I speak facts, yeah, walk down these tracks, yeah
Everybody walked on your bitch, she a doormat, yeah
Diamondback, yeah, in my trenchcoat
Bubble spits every time she suck my dick, woah
I’m not DTP, but I’m rockin’ big clothes
