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Birkeau - DUSA Lyrics



Birkeau - DUSA Lyrics




Got locs pretty medusa
She gimme medulla
Like how I manoeuvre
Money longer than a ruler
Heart colder than a cooler
You cap but you can't fool us
Can't f*ck with no schooler

Yo bitch she so simple
Bad bitch give me mental
Yeah she got them dimples
Buss in her mouth give her dental
Knock em loose I'll break ya ankles
This might seem accidental
But you just might get dribbled

Sad emotions bringing sad notions
Up in my head issa whole lotta commotion
I'll admit sometimes I can't really control it
Just keep my chin up making sure I always stay in motion

Oh shit!
Get the rizla so I stay focused
Cos if I'm wake n I bake today this flow scorches
Yeah look at the greats cos they passed the torches
Everytimes a new lie can't even trust sources

All these accusations f*ck with my reputation
I'm getting paper don't care about my occupation
Treat my hoes like joints, in a rotation
Go on a vacation, don't care about the location

Let's face it
These niggas always rocking fake shit
I can't take it, they wear fake diamond lacenecks
I don't wanna pay no student loans
Don't wanna pay tax
I'm just chasing these pay cheques
I'm just practicing

We some savages, chillin with some bad bitches
Chasin mad riches
We gon be the best aint gon be no averages
Chillin on an island sippin on some beverages

Got locks pretty medusa
She gimme medulla
Like how I manoeuvre
Money longer than a ruler
Heart colder than a cooler
You cap but you can't fool us
Can't f*ck with no schooler

Subtle but I'm highkey
On these type beats (what you do?), Never go lightly
Can't do it like me (why?), cos you're a laitie
I'm a hypebeast, makeup on my white tee
Now you wanna fight me
I thought she was your wifey, but she like me
I hit it in the dark and in the lighting
Ayy and everything I write these niggas biting
You got a big mouth when you're typing

I beez in the trap got the house swarming
Moved out aint been in my momma house for a minute
Stole my bag hoping that he'd find an iPhone in it
But it's not though, (why?) Cos that's not my phone ringin

Shit get deep, you just might fall in it
That's my drank, with the ice all in it
If that's yo chick, then why she keep calling me (she trippin)

Shoes dont got no laces
Everyday I see so many faces

Aweh
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English

Got locs pretty medusa
She gimme medulla
Like how I manoeuvre
Money longer than a ruler
Heart colder than a cooler
You cap but you can't fool us
Can't f*ck with no schooler

Yo bitch she so simple
Bad bitch give me mental
Yeah she got them dimples
Buss in her mouth give her dental
Knock em loose I'll break ya ankles
This might seem accidental
But you just might get dribbled

Sad emotions bringing sad notions
Up in my head issa whole lotta commotion
I'll admit sometimes I can't really control it
Just keep my chin up making sure I always stay in motion

Oh shit!
Get the rizla so I stay focused
Cos if I'm wake n I bake today this flow scorches
Yeah look at the greats cos they passed the torches
Everytimes a new lie can't even trust sources

All these accusations f*ck with my reputation
I'm getting paper don't care about my occupation
Treat my hoes like joints, in a rotation
Go on a vacation, don't care about the location

Let's face it
These niggas always rocking fake shit
I can't take it, they wear fake diamond lacenecks
I don't wanna pay no student loans
Don't wanna pay tax
I'm just chasing these pay cheques
I'm just practicing

We some savages, chillin with some bad bitches
Chasin mad riches
We gon be the best aint gon be no averages
Chillin on an island sippin on some beverages

Got locks pretty medusa
She gimme medulla
Like how I manoeuvre
Money longer than a ruler
Heart colder than a cooler
You cap but you can't fool us
Can't f*ck with no schooler

Subtle but I'm highkey
On these type beats (what you do?), Never go lightly
Can't do it like me (why?), cos you're a laitie
I'm a hypebeast, makeup on my white tee
Now you wanna fight me
I thought she was your wifey, but she like me
I hit it in the dark and in the lighting
Ayy and everything I write these niggas biting
You got a big mouth when you're typing

I beez in the trap got the house swarming
Moved out aint been in my momma house for a minute
Stole my bag hoping that he'd find an iPhone in it
But it's not though, (why?) Cos that's not my phone ringin

Shit get deep, you just might fall in it
That's my drank, with the ice all in it
If that's yo chick, then why she keep calling me (she trippin)

Shoes dont got no laces
Everyday I see so many faces

Aweh
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Writer: Kristof Akawa
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Language: English
Length: 3:28
Written by: Kristof Akawa
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