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spryte - big stick diplomacy lyrics

[verse 1: max blevins]
yo i’m writing this verse in the color red
i’m correcting your rhymes with the pigment that you bled
i’ve got my distressed t-shirt from my personal designer
retainer in my mouth man i sound like desiigner
this is just a reminder, don’t mess with dirty spryte
i’m better than that sh-t, b-tch riding it like little tike
take a bite, this twelve inch d-ck up in yo behind
file that meat turn it into a pork rind
i’m on the grind, no tony hawk
maybe, just maybe, your girlfriend likes my c-ck
hands like the clock, illest on the block
kylo ren roll up with the glock, this won’t stop

[verse 2: zach fleming]
this that good sh-t man
this is bad bodeine
dirty spryte sippin’ that codeine
your rhymes are loading, mine are actively flowing
spit fire like hades, me and your girl be makin’ babies
she’s my b-tch i gave her rabies
i can’t help but slay these ladies
girls all over me like starbucks coffee
i’m no average joe, they givin’ me sloppy
after it hits the floor, they will need to be mopping
back to dirty spryte he’s done watching

[verse 3: max blevins]
my grandpa’s a master
and i am your master
unbreakable verses i’ve gotten faster
you should prepare your he-rs-s
sh-t, my grandpa could do your service
man, i know your nervous
just look over his sermons, you should be learning

[verse 4: max blevins]
but nah
put that on the back burner
cross town like turner
sh-tty connection like time warner
i tried to warn her, i murdered it you should mourn her
she was a pretty loud moaner
she made me high, she ain’t a stoner
she lost her clothes, had to give her a pair of loaners
don’t even know her name
keep that sh-t up in the right corner
she flexible, a contourter

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