Dro - Bunk lyrics

How the f** I let them sell me some bunk sh**? [Hook] b**h That look like bunk sh** That look like bunk sh** How the f** I let 'em sell me some bunk sh** That look like bunk sh**, I wouldn't touch it That do no justice [Verse 1: Bruce Bayne] Getting head like lettuce 'Cuz I'm getting lettuce, Hmm, how poetic Sin like medi-cine, sin symbolic Off them anesthetics, spin like a cowlick This is signed product with a carpenter pin Through your fiber optics, that's my prerogative Tend to use an AK when sh** chaotic Turn an anatomical model of human bodies No anabolic, been bodied by the flaws like creatine Created water, throw 'em in it, then I increase the speed Creasing n***as like jeans, panting like a dog Planet of the apex, I take the s** raw City full of kings with it all so so savage Cut the coke habit, flow go go gadget Causing a cata-strophe and I strive for the very best Terror threats verified, wear a vest Swear I kept secrets very bottled Like a f**in truth serum is In due time like a mountain or sierra mist She a brick house, like a pyramid She on her period, I'm in her mouth like a spearmint And my spear meant to stab you in the heart Put you in the cart, wrap you in a tarp Rappers need to start realizing we gargantuan Getting tense regardless of what camp you in [Hook] [Verse 2: Will Is Chillin'] My favorite color's green And my other favorite's blue I don't even have to try when every other sentence Make you question your profession, guessing rap is not for you like b**h, that was reggie Put a playing card on the wheel of my ten speed I'm a bada**, don't tempt me. (Yo I'm just kidding') Hella stressed though, giving me a tense flow Teethmarks all over my pencil Spit a dope six and don't know how the rest go Don't know how the rest go like b**h That look like bunk sh** That look like bunk sh** How the f** I let them sell me some bunk sh** [Verse 3: Acumental] sh** is bunk like stacking up the beds (sh** is bunk!) Bought a bag last week and it was weak So if you see my drug dealer, smack him in the head Holler at your boy, wiling out up in Chicago, Illinois I'm slick with a quote, quick with a quip Get a grip like a pistol equipped with a clip My clique'll eclipse yours lickety split Got a spliff and a lit torch, licking my lips Ac reap what he sow, reach for the sky Fell asleep in the snow then sneezed on the pile My team finna go from deep in the cove To the peak of the globe in the blink of an eye You can read what I wrote (b**h) But the beat and the flow finna keep me afloat I'm a deviant so, somebody feed me a roll (Are you feeling it?) No [Verse 4: Rebel Legato] Look, this n***a sold me some mid grade I knew the difference since tenth grade Ten speed riding Arizona sipping, sliding Any b**h feeling this vibe sh** Dilated eyes while I finger them privates Turn into a lycan I'll tell you how the pie tastes A Pisces, water dripping, sipping Poseidon Might be a knife in the gut, might die Pay the price if a n***a think they 'bout that life Who the f** got the ice man, I'm too cold for life (That do no justice) [Verse 5: Terminal Knowledge] I'm certain we're only violent 'cuz of Bugs Bunny Turning our allowance into drug money This is dedicated to the kids who never made it The prescription medicated generation getting faded Rip a page out of history, living as slaves to the system f** justice, just finna puff my piff Term spit with a firm grip on his dick Middle finger up like b**h, like (b**h) [Verse 6: Loudmouth] I be on top of this Stankface be rap game apocalypse Beamer I hop in it, shirt from the thrift, b**h I'm rocking it Hollow tip all of your politics (PLAH!) Wah wah, p**y a** rappers, y'all foo-foo Stank face clique, we the motherf**ing doo doo Stepped off the stool, cut the motherf**ing noose loose Twelve gauge pump, hunting ducks, sipping goose juice (true..) And who the f** tryna step up? Don't flex, bruh, you could lose a pint of ketchup Been telling y'all, since nine been masked up Thirty round mag, bout to light your f**ing a** up biiiiiitch! [Hook]