Pub Crawl

[Verse 1: Mr. Grey & ClockworC]
You fucking cunts must be high
If you think that I would let this piss fly
I'm like the monkey on your back making the shit pies
Doing on standby I'm cocked and locked aiming at your stink eye

[ClockworC]
I'm an asshole bitches stepping to me getting pink eye
Get ya nose growing up outta my biz
I lumberjack ya squad
Tip touching firewood pow
Fake fucker dial
Shoulda had them tears tatted all around yo pretty mouth

[Mr. Grey]
I'm OG to all of you bitches
You in the kitchen couldn't find a pot to piss in
Pistol gripping cobra kissing ready to fight
Pin it in all ten pins gutterball gone strike

[ClockworC]
So abandon all hope
Ye who went to repent at his mom's
You could find untimely dеath on my time
Got the time
You could drop a poppa coppa with thе gloves
Gonna need a guts to mush us
And aback with white blush

[Bridge: Mr. Grey & ClockworC]
Like us
Sword thrust
Now I'm cuts
Sword bust
Mindfuck
I've given the Kennedy die young
So under raised
The steward master splinters in the cut
Splitting the nunchuck
I do my own stunts
There's no fronts

[Hook: Mr. Grey & ClockworC] (x4)
Get behind these bars now
Y'all on lockdown
We've behind the ball now
'Bout serve rounds

[Verse 2: Mr. Grey & ClockworC]
Hickory dickery sporting wood
Bitches licking meat
With testes I get testy if you test me she said I'm just tasty
Lick my dick laced with marly and cocaine
She said let's play, please
Doctor Grey taze me

[ClockworC]
We slay she better pray to keep
That soul gonna bulldoze with a full dose and a GIG we go for broke and domes of hoe-ish fools you thinking cash be rolling you ain't check the clock at all
Ha no hole in the [?] of the level power up I going off

[Mr. Grey]
Slapping nipples
Cracking nipples
Smacking dimples
Skin flap and ripples
Hammer and the sickle
You snatches fickel bitches wiggle tongues they tickle
Quicker than fucking yo
Two girls and I'm in the middle
Given the fuck

[ClockworC]
Know when to trust

[Mr. Grey]
Heavy hands

[ClockworC]
Hammer and crush

[Mr. Grey]
You do your mind

[ClockworC]
Making it blush

[Mr. Grey]
Blood swat

[ClockworC]
Glory and guts

[Mr. Grey]
Fiend for the rush
Needle tip thrust
Bug until I bust
Gentle bloodlust

[Verse 2: ClockworC & Mr. Grey]
Take me to church and exercise the right to demonize the light up outta your thieving eyes so geebers we creeping and bringing you royal nuts to gargle first
God royals toiling double trouble purse
With the can of worms and cracking where it hurts

Dick in the dirt
Cutting the dust
Shut the fuck up
Suck on my nuts
You filthy mouth mothafucka
Black deuce spunks butter
Sitting on the toilet getting a blumpkin eating nutter butters'
Hungry like no other
Folk spoke lifts spits, gods, on the gutter

House flutter when we enter room like tear gas
Bitches nag swinging so fast getting whiplash
Quick fast pray to the lord for a kickback
The dirty little devils dipping dicks quick as Doordash
Oh white trash never looked so class act
Schools out forever but grab up your known badge act

[Mr. Grey]
Has basking
How you've injure aft asses
Grey take your quicks to get snakes out of grasses

[ClockworC]
Shots ranging across

[Mr. Grey]
We striking the nuts

[ClockworC]
We giving the cards

[Mr. Grey]
We giving to fuck

[ClockworC & Mr. Grey]
Pub
Crawl
In
Stall
Re
Volt
Break something

[Verse 3: Mr. Grey & ClockworC]
Shout at the moon not at the sun
Infinity taking this taking my time
Shadow of doom
Loaded the gun
Clocking and taking the rim of the cock
You kids are corny I'm not like [?]
With a scythe then its harvest time
Ready to be my prime I'll freak out your mind
The day that Grey and I decide to murder-suicide
Is the very same day that hip-hop dies