Dynamic Duo Song Lyrics

Helluva made this beat, baby (ayy)

Ayy, lil' Instagram hoe, how much you fuckin' for? (And some head)
After me, go in that room, and show some love to bro (go get bro together)
Fuck that fame shit (bitch), bitch don't play that role (bitch)
You just another hoe (bitch), you just ain't been exposed (yeah), ayy
Heard niggas looking for me, I ain't hiding jack (never)
I'm prolly in that 'Cat with an explosive on my lap (boom)
Don't no nigga 'round me stomach touch they back, that's all facts
These niggas all cap, if we deep we all strapped (graah)
They talk good in that studio, it's all rats (they talk)
I talk good in that studio, it's all facts (that's facts)
The bros look like rappers but them niggas all trap
I'll let that chopper scream like a text with all caps (braah)

Mar-Mar on his way, I love talking to my nigga (free bro)
Her head on my lap, she love talking to my zipper (noggin)
This MAC it hit yo' back like you was coughin', lil' nigga
Since you can't stay in yo' place, stay in this coffin, lil' nigga
Ran into this famous bitch, she said want some coke (whatever)
I said what you need, bitch? We got that by the truckload (we got it)
She said she wanna do some' (woo), told her get the fuck on (bitch)
Bitch you a custo', I serve, I don't fuck those (witch)

You know I got the drip, my sweater 50 Benjis (five bands)
If I can't fuck the bitch then she must be in prison (behind bars)
The competition non-existent, I don't see them (nah)
Bro smacked him with that Eagle, bitch my niggas evil (bitch, come here)

That's why I thank God I can eat with rap