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Dylan Andre - Counseling Sesh Lyrics



Dylan Andre - Counseling Sesh Lyrics




Need no introduction for the coffins (cough cough)
Need some Robitussin for that cough
High above your head you gone feel it and be wondering
How I made it rain in this bitch before it's thundering
You got arms? Really buddy who cares?
I don't give a f*ck, line me up your mightiest man
I can open up a can booty whooping
Achilles Heel I don't got one cause I chose to jump in
Feet first like Khabib tryna f*ck up Dillon Dannis
Kill you with my juvenile truly vile antics
Albert on my shoulder calculating mathematics
Breath control on platinum you be huffing asthmatics
Been at it for a while though
Muscles tensing like I'm giving ya'll Fibro
The price is high on my head how do I know?
I'm born to win like I'm Robert Deniro
Back on the rhythm and stacks I've been giving up stacking and spitting the truth
Fact with the written I'm stacking the pickens and spazzing on chickens in coupes
I'm hearing nothing you wanna say something than pull up and scrap with your crew
If not than I'll rip it simplistical shit grip my dick turn the color to blue
I've been there and came back
Passing up on them racks
Tryna strictly kick facts
16 like I smoked 4 out of the pack
Gimme that I spare no sparrow like Jack
Someone tell me where the f*ckin rum's at
Need God like a doG who's got the words back
Hip Hop put my ass right up on this track
White up on this ass, gas
Ante up shit or get of the pot
Pull them panties up before I use them braids as a mop
Write your eulogy down in the same kind of blueish ink
That I fired from my pen that first put all you fools to sleep
I'm a bully B
U L L Y
Mama said knock em out I got that LL fire
I came from hell so I'm used to all the heat with the flames
Ya shit is so ass jack Donkey of the Day
A f*ckin nut job, I'm packing peanuts in jars
The last image you gone see is the heat from my car
I'm bringing beef to your deli I'm that Hillshire Farms
Go meet! You in the alley beat you down with these bars
I got rhymes
I just had to say
Load up my tongue and aim
Nothing you want to play with
Mind's a computer rhyme's a blade I nuder
Taking that Fifty Nine Fifty shove it straight in your pooper
Looking you dead up in the eyes when I ruin your day
Cause I've been knocking but your mama say you don't wanna play
I'm that creep on the block that you try to avoid
I'm here to warn ya'll pussies now I'm here to destroy
On my DN A-Game with them dominant genes
Flipping careers into @hoodclips funniest memes
I'm mean
Give me the mic I've been waiting to fight
I'm Tyson in your ear watch it cause this dog's got a bite
Snapping on all of you I'm gonna follow through rapping and ripping the flesh
Listen to me, only give it a 3? I'm the head of the counseling sesh
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Need no introduction for the coffins (cough cough)
Need some Robitussin for that cough
High above your head you gone feel it and be wondering
How I made it rain in this bitch before it's thundering
You got arms? Really buddy who cares?
I don't give a f*ck, line me up your mightiest man
I can open up a can booty whooping
Achilles Heel I don't got one cause I chose to jump in
Feet first like Khabib tryna f*ck up Dillon Dannis
Kill you with my juvenile truly vile antics
Albert on my shoulder calculating mathematics
Breath control on platinum you be huffing asthmatics
Been at it for a while though
Muscles tensing like I'm giving ya'll Fibro
The price is high on my head how do I know?
I'm born to win like I'm Robert Deniro
Back on the rhythm and stacks I've been giving up stacking and spitting the truth
Fact with the written I'm stacking the pickens and spazzing on chickens in coupes
I'm hearing nothing you wanna say something than pull up and scrap with your crew
If not than I'll rip it simplistical shit grip my dick turn the color to blue
I've been there and came back
Passing up on them racks
Tryna strictly kick facts
16 like I smoked 4 out of the pack
Gimme that I spare no sparrow like Jack
Someone tell me where the f*ckin rum's at
Need God like a doG who's got the words back
Hip Hop put my ass right up on this track
White up on this ass, gas
Ante up shit or get of the pot
Pull them panties up before I use them braids as a mop
Write your eulogy down in the same kind of blueish ink
That I fired from my pen that first put all you fools to sleep
I'm a bully B
U L L Y
Mama said knock em out I got that LL fire
I came from hell so I'm used to all the heat with the flames
Ya shit is so ass jack Donkey of the Day
A f*ckin nut job, I'm packing peanuts in jars
The last image you gone see is the heat from my car
I'm bringing beef to your deli I'm that Hillshire Farms
Go meet! You in the alley beat you down with these bars
I got rhymes
I just had to say
Load up my tongue and aim
Nothing you want to play with
Mind's a computer rhyme's a blade I nuder
Taking that Fifty Nine Fifty shove it straight in your pooper
Looking you dead up in the eyes when I ruin your day
Cause I've been knocking but your mama say you don't wanna play
I'm that creep on the block that you try to avoid
I'm here to warn ya'll pussies now I'm here to destroy
On my DN A-Game with them dominant genes
Flipping careers into @hoodclips funniest memes
I'm mean
Give me the mic I've been waiting to fight
I'm Tyson in your ear watch it cause this dog's got a bite
Snapping on all of you I'm gonna follow through rapping and ripping the flesh
Listen to me, only give it a 3? I'm the head of the counseling sesh
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Writer: Dylan Andre
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