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prod_by_pressure - dragonball g lyrics

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[intro: pressure]
attention walmart shoppers, we have just received a shipment of the long-awaited dragonball g action figure
if you’ve ever felt like dragon ball wasn’t gangster enough for your taste…

who the f-ck wrote this cringy -ss script?
whatever dude, i’m putting in my two-week notice

this is your time to shop now for this amazing.. figure
stock is running out quickly, mother f-ckers

[verse 1 part 1; chefkrg]
aye
chillin’ like a villain, just me and four civilians
hit you with some super powers like my n-gga krillin
kamehameha stole some gold, i’m grillin’ ahh, like a barbeque

imma hit you with a left hook, right hook, educate you like a book
i’m going straight to the top in this chess game, i’m a rook..
and i think that makes you a rookie.. (i would think so)

b-tch is as cute like a clementine, beat her bakugan, whipped, now she mine
imma beat the p-ssy up in due time got some naruto not the fox tail but the coat fur
imma lead a wave like a chauffer yeah your girl told me to show her
i can go super sayian on the beat no need to beat my meat when i got ten b-tches at my feet

this track worth money dollar signs
stretchin’ time my flow divine
won’t give you the time
sauce be drippin’ like fine wine, yuh

[verse 1 part 2; quintin]
your b-tch came from mr. stien himself
yeah i’m so great like a roosevelt
hoppin on your b-tch yeah bet she felt
my d-ck go straight into her nostril (what the f-ck?)

i got a lot a pent-up anger inside
little p-ssy shrimp n-gga you about to get fried
with your greasy -ss on a beat man you’re too weak to even please
an ugly -ss b-tch while under sheets, capeesh, even colton could slime a hoe, jeez

mother f-cker can’t even rap
and didn’t that one b-tch give you the clap?

[hook x2]
i’m a dragon ball g, i only wear supreme
if you wanna be the best then b-tch just train with me
your inflated -ss ego is what keeps you afloat
mother f-ck your french toast b-tch, i’m gonna be the g.o.a.t

[verse 2 part 1; chefkrg]
yeah i’m not super, but i’m just sayin’
i’m russell westbrook, gonna hit the lay in
half court, half-c-cked
treat your, just b-tch like my socks
she’s my c-m rag, then i throw her out
stupid b-tch, was lookin’ for clout
so i gave it to her, straight in her mouth (eugh)

ayyyyyye

[verse 2 part 2; quintin]
yeah i’m chillin’ like a villain, my jaw’s worth half a million
when you drop a real song don’t bother to come and fill me in
it might be a while
your always stealing styles
stupid wack -ss flexing on some x files
we hit the next mile
stones goin’ viral
you gotta work for your sh-t, b-tch there ain’t no trial. (sh-t)

woo, woo, woo
ayyyyyye

do you feel that, the summer breeze
i’m chillin’ here, with the bee’s knees
chef krg, with the sickest beats
come at me, you’ll be history

i don’t always rap but when i do its poppin’
when it comes to my flows other rappers they shoppin’
cause my bars like honey super sweet and saucy
when you play my songs all your b-tches get frothy

[hook x1]
i’m a dragon ball g, i only wear supreme (hype beast)
if you wanna be the best then b-tch just train with me
your inflated -ss ego is what keeps you afloat
mother f-ck your french toast b-tch, i’m gonna be the g.o.a.t

[outro; quitnin]
ok, you guys just bought out every single dragonball g action figure in the store
there are no more to be sold.. so get the f-ck out of here

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