POKER DOTZ

[Chorus: Dunkin Vinyl]
I keep working on my goals
Phil so slow call brother old
Timmy dad was Doin time
Take time, make sure my verse Sublime

Texas got nut in a hold
Raise the price, and g will fold
Sosa got us Smoking pot
Apples face got Polka dots

[Verse 1: Kiyarts]
Wasn't even faded off the xan or a twisted tea can
Getting his freak on with that hippo shit
I'm Isaiah Rashad way I'm talking my shit
Burn his house down yeah yeah we too lit
Johnny got a dad we never knew his plans
Aurtur Mitchell with the secret room in the basement
There's a Lila at Nash PTG be throwing bands
I told Pat she's an arsonist

Pull on my
Pull on my
Pull on my pants lil bitch

We got a lil 30 min break gon ride round with Apps
And grab a lil Sandwich
She pulling my chain this shit Johnny Dang
I ask that bitch where her manners is
Society raided the function
I'm too fucking sober the chuzz is still average

Never a doubt in my mind at the Bush up with Lax
Reminiscing on business class
Couldn't grasp on how fast time passed
Middlebury inn turnt to the max
Beat that bitch up ima hit from the back
I'm up at Wegmans Dipaq gon pack snacks
Pawn Solo Giovan playing chess
Winter weather rock a Vetements vest

These bitches want Nikes no bitches want Apple
He begging the chuzz to go suck on his worm
With Pat and Pawn Solo and Sosa and Appl
And Gio and Philly we putting in work
I would've said Grimm but that boy he switched up
And Instead the boys he with bops in a church
With Van at the Hawk we saw Speedy Gonzalez
And now I'm mentioning that shit on a verse

[Chorus: Dunkin Vinyl]
I keep working on my goals
Phil so slow call brother old
Timmy dad was Doin time
Take time, make sure my verse Sublime

Texas got nut in a hold
Raise the price, and g will fold
Sosa got us Smoking pot
Apples face got Polka dots

[Verse 2: Giovan]
Ain't Nicky fu but my bitch acting plane
Ain't Mr. Q but she like to complain
Swear I'm going crazy I'm the only one sane
Tubby said he evil and damn I feel the same
Took my flow from Gengar like shit is a game
Catching all these bitches like Ash's last name
Scary on the streets call me Curry way I take aim
Everybody mad hating on what I became

Pack full of shootas we causing some bloodshed
Voted for Trump call me bull the way I see red
Nut found a girl but I swear that she was inbred
Didn't matter to him we bust a Nut in bed
Boy caught a lick next day kid was found dead
Boy was a Creeper so we call kid a blockhead
Kicked out the bar where boy was getting ice head
I'm saying too much so Pat says "enough said"

Said
Said
Said

Said this isn't done I'm coming for more
Respectful to women I rap about whores
Nut is a dawg so he got on all fours
Society got passion it's all in our core
Die for the boys yeah read all our lore
Hate on the album asking what is this for
Creating like Tyler we call that Igor
So tell 'em they better get ready for war

Sick to my stomach but I'm rapping shit anyway
Sick of her shit I don't give that bitch leeway
Tubby thinks he's tuff going 90 down the freeway
Yankees won blasting Frank in the car My Way
Hit on that girl she said no turns out she's gay
Thought I was cute so I hit that shit yesterday
Album so tuff this shit is on replay
Album Debut coming soon it's our big day

[Chorus: Dunkin Vinyl]
I keep working on my goals
Phil so slow call brother old
Timmy dad was Doin time
Take time, make sure my verse Sublime

Texas got nut in a hold
Raise the price, and g will fold
Sosa got us Smoking pot
Apples face got Polka dots