Black Boots On

[Intro]
DCR that be the set!

[Verse 1: youngmindtrip]
Trippy
Yeah it’s DCR until my muhfuckin' death (yeah)
All I need’s a mothafuckin ounce and I’m set
Ain't-Ain’t gon stop till the team got a check
He was-He was runnin' lip, now the teams at his neck
If you don’t like my shit, then I hope you fuckin die
I smoked too many blunts and I think my brain is fried
Smokin' on this gas, I feel like Citgo (skrt!)
Everywhere I go, you know a bitch go (huh?)
Please don't-Please don’t make me touch ya
I don’t fuck with flakey bustas (grah)
Why you claiming you's a gunna (aye)
When we know you're just a runna? (bitch)
But-But now, really you's a goner (huh?)
Cause you thinkin' you gon run up
And now I will do the honor (yuh)
Just to kill a flakey busta
If-If you think that you’re above me
Then you gon have to duck, G
Man, that shit disgust me
Your life ends so abruptly
Red dot to your fuckin' brain
That’s for saying my name in vain
Tonight, I will end your pain
And lay your ass down in your grave

[Verse 2: Jupiluxe]
Yeah, yeah
They ain't really hear us out the first time
Sleeping on the gang, then they gonna have the worst time
Call on Trip cause it's looking like it's burst time
Better hide your bitch, she be looking like it's snack time
Que-que-queen of underground, make a sound, make these hoes shake
Stacking up this paper, up and down, earthquake
She lick me up and down, call me candy cane
She in love with a bitch, know she wanna marry me, aye
I-I-I'm sorry, did you need this?
I act like I give two shits
I ride this wave, you seasick
Bitch and I go stupid
On the beat like foolish
And I be on like dumb shit
I'm out your league, you dumb bitch, you dumb bitch (yeah)
With my black boots on, black nails, hair black too
What they wanna do?
Give 'em black eyes like, I don't Elephunk with you
Bitch, I don't fuck with you (I don't wanna fuck with you)
Bitch, I don't fuck with you (I don't wanna fuck with you)
Fuck you, too