dave blunts - ulysses s grant lyrics
[intro: chief keef & dave blunts]
foenem radio, b+tch
yeah, yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
yeah
[verse: dave blunts]
made a million dollars, give a f+ck ‘bout what they say about me
dumb b+tch eat my d+ck so much, i think she might just be a zombie
your b+tch ate my d+ck just like the walking dead
and i don’t text her back, your hoe get left on read
all these b+tches in my phone, tryna’ catch a fight
i keep cheating on my b+tch, i made her pay the price
and my main b+tch just moved in, and my side b+tch keep sucking it
and i keep sipping on codeine, and i keep sipping on ‘tris
i keep arguing with my b+tch, i keep arguing with my dishwasher
gay son or thot daughter?, i would rathеr have a thot daughter
f+ck the labеl n+gga, f+ck conor
everybody wanna test me
n+ggas d+ck+ride jeffrey, n+ggas d+ck+ride young thug
n+ggas ain’t tryna shuffle up, n+ggas ain’t tryna break brick
two b+tches [?] my b+tch
one of ‘em tryna give it
one of ‘em tryna ride me
pray the b+tch don’t [?] me
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