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callon b - dueling bulls lyrics

[callon b]

haha
jonye on the boards
bonesaw on the beat
gyb
listen

one three, this one you won’t skip i came with the golden wrist
different perspectives that coexist ask for a feature i send my condolences

[golden wrist banks]

ask for a feature you owe me then, im ya land lord b-tch you owe me rent
pull up on you like you owe me ten, precise jab better hold ya chin

[callon b]

all these rappers nickelodeon, a fantasy fiction
i bring the calamity is it a curse or a blessing
number two letter they never address me
why would you ever i speak with the heat of a pepper it won’t be refreshing
but heres a refresher i took every measure cuz failure just f-ckin upsets me

[golden wrist banks]

why is you stressing me? you know that i get it b-tch i got the recipe
she smoke all my celery, now her face in my lap like im triple h doin the pedigree
singing like teddy p, now im pokin her all in her guts not talking vasectomy
dope like amphetamine, while you p-ssys be hatin know d-mn well you can not flex on me

[callon b]

ch-check out my melody, get to the check they pay me respect i’m the highest
i call it healing they call it a diet, up in the lab got it down to a science
bet if it leaks it will spread like a virus, they bittin’ my flow bet i turn to a t-tan
heart of a bull and the touch of a midas they line up the block just to try it, uh

[golden wrist banks]

you know that im serving so come on and buy it, the gas the mid the xannies beside it
im gettin more service than wireless verizon im runnin up packs like im randy wyatt
call up a session i’m hitting up callon, i’m geeked up im laughing off that jimmy fallon
scratching the surface so high i got talons, say you got syrup we po’n up gallons

[callon b]

show me a challenge, what would you do in an outage
what would you do when we’re gone and you do without us
you’ll wish you had been around us, before we was on
my word is bond i spot a facade its all about balance
and knowledge is all, sip from my chalice i see all the patterns
life in the mind of a god

[golden wrist banks]

f-ckin with me and this 40 do damage, pre meditated murder i already planned it
my gun is a don its shootin out cannons, serve a n-gga that can only speak spanish
drive the lane b-tch im nba jammin, claim that you eatin i know that you famished
can’t walk in my shoes, i know you can’t handle it, to many plays i know you can’t manage

golden wrist in here man
callon b, conscious trap
(suck it)
hahahaha

[callon b]

yo, what you expect from a pair of taurus, in rare form
they calling me rabbit but b-tch im a tortoise
i run it no matter the speed of my opponent lordy lordy
brain of a rick and you more of a morty
you’re temporary i oroboro, won’t transpire i transform
you cuff a chick, i cut the chorus
buff the budget i came up from nothing, slipped right from under now im up above ya
whats up my sleeve man i start to wonder how you’ll fall asleep during all this thunder

[golden wrist banks]

head shot to ya white cap now its blood stains on ya white cap
took ya main b-tch for a night cap she addicted to me like white crack
back shots she ain’t like that put it on camera she ain’t like that
hit her phone she still write back and you the lame who wifed that
if its out there then im gettin to it, took a clean sprite and i chopped and screwed it
cop a pack and times 2 it, stack the profit then redo it

- callon b lyrics

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