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Lyrify.me

Underdog by GAWNE Lyrics

Genre: rap | Year: 2020

[Verse 1]
Guess I gotta' do it to 'em one last time
Tiger Woods on the back nine
Bag full of clubs
Hit a long drive, on a par five
Hole in one rap-wise got a masters
Green jacket flappin' on my backside
Last time you thought I was done
I pulled a mayan calendar, 2012 gettin' pumped
This ain't gon' ever end never heaven sent from above
Other words I'm talkin' halo master chief aim and a gun
At the face of a grunt
Why you haters always bustin' my balls
Tell them squirrels, please get off of my nuts
Pain in the butt, yeah
Takin' a punch from you is nothing bitch I ate it for lunch
Never scared of my opponent, it's like facin' a blunt
You gettin' smoked like a stoke, bitch, loadin' the pump
Fillin' it up, like, I was 'bout to bathe in a tub
With chardonnay in a cup, then let it spray like a skunk
My trigger finger quick I hit the joystick until I'm breakin' my thumb
I got you screamin' like a bitch, yeah
As I'm makin' it come
I put my semen on a tit, so I'm avoiding a sun
Vampire never aging word the raisins, I'm avoiding the sun
Yeah, relationships suck
So when it comes to cheatin' I must be a patriot
Tom Brady been deflating some stuff
Robert Kraft gettin' naked and rough
In a spa full of asian ladies yankin' a tug
Belichick spying on the jets fakin' the run
Makin' them punt every time they come to play in boston stadium Yup
Speakin' of sports, baseball is the reason we fucked
Went to the plate had a bat gave corona to us
So I yell at the ump tell 'em get fucked
Like Lebron James dunkin', I'll be gettin' them jumped
Blow to whistle, it's illegal, like I'm selling some drugs
Embezzling funds, I'll poach a couple elephant tusks
Homicidal thoughts, thinkin' 'bout vendettas
'Cause I'm fed up, with everyone
Load the clip in my beretta, then I light them up
Like header center president, Kennedy Shot
And bleedin' out the bed of my truck
Dead in the trunk, once again now you sunk
Like the Titanic, gigantic, iceberg, right through the front
Metaphorically- speakin' that's a knife in your gut
I sliced the windpipe, with your wife in a nut
Excited by blood, the sight of it's fun
When on my deathbed, I'ma have missionary sex with a slut
Other words, I'm going out on top
Till the day that I'm drop kick in the bucket
Tell these bitches, go suck and I'm never bitin' my tounge