The D

[Intro: Sesta]
(It's time to dance)

[Verse 1: Sesta]
Yeah I'm fully here, but I'm not fully formed
If you still are here you have not been fully warned
I'm the bully at your merch desk
Taking a hoodie for nothing, I figure it's worthless
My eight-o-eights make the lights shake
And my dog start thinking I've got visitors
Get off my Bs man, the D's free
And the greens mad 'cause the carbon d print it leaves bad
Still get the D though, El Bandito
Pissing on these rappers like Shaq is at a free throw
Do your best and you won't get far though
'Cause D be my middle name like Leonardo
Now I got a one in ten chance
Of getting caught doing this on the webcam
I pulled it out she said "it's not long", called it "Kim Jong"
It make a lot of threats, not really that strong

[Chorus]
You get the d(O.T.H)
You get the d(O.T.H)
You want it? you got it!
I come around and you get two of deez
(I hope you're listenin')
You get the d(O.T.H)
You get the d(O.T.H)
You want it? you got it!
I come around and you get two of deez
(The-the d, the-the-the d)
You get the d (I hope-I hope you're listening, everybody get the d)
You get the d (The-the d, the-the-the d)

[Verse 2: Hons]
It goes doth, little bit of racki
Used to drive the scandal bus but always from the back seat
Do own twenty hats all reading Kangol
If they don't send them back sorry bro we full
These fucking idiots I heard they made a team up
Prejudice on colour unless they have a green card
Now that's irony, finally get it now
Done, only took Hons thirty years to work it out
Come around man drinks on the house
The glass always half full when your drinking at ours
I'm on the watch list for Euroupcar ditched out the headrests
Off a bridge lucky that I got zero excess
Oars still your best bet
Don't overlook true happiness, you'll regret it on your deathbed
And when all said and done
Only the Hons, T and Seddy play second to none

[Chorus]
You get the d(O.T.H)
You get the d(O.T.H)
You want it? you got it!
I come around and you get two of deez
(I hope you're listenin')
You get the d(O.T.H)
You get the d(O.T.H)
You want it? you got it!
I come around and you get two of deez
(The-the d, the-the-the d)
You get the d (I hope-I hope you're listening, everybody get the d)
You get the d (The-the d, the-the-the d)

[Verse 3: Trials]
It's the dawn of the head, rest is over
Bad when I'm drunk, even worse when I'm sober
We put the ish into mission impossible
Drop 'em all, donating organs to hospitals
While my guitar gently weeps in drop d
Hanging out the car when they stopped me
They must want d, lucky that I got this one on me
Slap em with an open hand like Sean Connery
Disgustin’, at the airport
Sniffing at my pants for weapons of mass destruction
(Come ‘ere mate) Fuck 'em, I’m too quick to joust with
Plus they couldn’t press the point with several mouse clicks
Delusional, highly disputable
Boss that gets more cross than roman numerals
Beautiful, watch the beast emerge
Nek minute kneeling to a priest at church

[Hook:]
You get the d(O.T.H)
You get the d(O.T.H)
You want it? you got it!
I come around and you get two of deez
(I hope you're listenin')
You get the d(O.T.H)
You get the d(O.T.H)
You want it? you got it!
I come around and you get two of deez
(The-the d, the-the-the d)
You get the d (I hope-I hope you're listening, everybody get the d)
You get the d (The-the d, the-the-the d)