DUFFLE by POMAGRANITE Lyrics
[Verse 1: Everett Gibbons]
Fresh fade with a rough neck
I'm the plug like an outlet
I ain't done but I'm out here
Fuck with the kid, don't make me say I'm from where
New Hamp, the camp, yeah but can’t stand there
Damn clear, the tier we need airfare
Spirit killed the heir apparent
Y'all just mad 'cause y'all got challenged
Northeast with the laid back flow
Hit my line, I can let you know
How this drink taste, bitch front row
And I'll put a bottle in a guillotine chokehold
Like uh, mi amigos wanna pass the c note
Drop dimes like Dan Marino
Heat of the moment, I'm leavin’ opponents wherever I determine evil
[Chorus: Bryll]
Started with a bag full of moments
Took the moments to the bank
Rolled up on a hill, no way of knowin’
If we burn it down, will the whole ship sink
Keep my head down and keep on rowin'
Keep the boat float against the tide
The checks about to vest, the commas showing
Lights out takin’ off my PJ no time
[Verse 2: Della Kinetic]
Now they ain't learnin'
I word it like a brain surgeon
With this shit precision
Still swiggin' when I'm lane swervin'
Pom's itchin, flick my bic, I get my flame burnin'
Four finger ring like Daddy Kane, now that ain't hurt me
Y'all betta sit down, tryin' to talk that shit while I'm outta town
Gotta ride with the click, finna flood that wrist
And I'm only rockin' with the common ground
Sleep, live from the northeast
Wake up, wake up, Pom got a reach
Often than not, yo talk is weak
I'mma wait a minute, let the dollars speak
[Chorus]
Started with a bag full of moments
Took the moments to the bank
Rolled up on a hill, no way of knowin’
If we burn it down, will the whole ship sink
Keep my head down and keep on rowin'
Keep the boat float against the tide
The checks about to vest, the commas showing
Lights out takin’ off my PJ no time
[Bridge: JoeyRoxitt]
I'mma flood my wrist in a couple years
My friends gon' be rich in about a year
This shit gettin' sick with a temperature
Funny now they look when we up in here
I'mma flood my wrist in a couple years
My friends gon' be rich in about a year
This shit gettin' sick with a temperature
Funny now they look when we up in here
Fresh fade with a rough neck
I'm the plug like an outlet
I ain't done but I'm out here
Fuck with the kid, don't make me say I'm from where
New Hamp, the camp, yeah but can’t stand there
Damn clear, the tier we need airfare
Spirit killed the heir apparent
Y'all just mad 'cause y'all got challenged
Northeast with the laid back flow
Hit my line, I can let you know
How this drink taste, bitch front row
And I'll put a bottle in a guillotine chokehold
Like uh, mi amigos wanna pass the c note
Drop dimes like Dan Marino
Heat of the moment, I'm leavin’ opponents wherever I determine evil
[Chorus: Bryll]
Started with a bag full of moments
Took the moments to the bank
Rolled up on a hill, no way of knowin’
If we burn it down, will the whole ship sink
Keep my head down and keep on rowin'
Keep the boat float against the tide
The checks about to vest, the commas showing
Lights out takin’ off my PJ no time
[Verse 2: Della Kinetic]
Now they ain't learnin'
I word it like a brain surgeon
With this shit precision
Still swiggin' when I'm lane swervin'
Pom's itchin, flick my bic, I get my flame burnin'
Four finger ring like Daddy Kane, now that ain't hurt me
Y'all betta sit down, tryin' to talk that shit while I'm outta town
Gotta ride with the click, finna flood that wrist
And I'm only rockin' with the common ground
Sleep, live from the northeast
Wake up, wake up, Pom got a reach
Often than not, yo talk is weak
I'mma wait a minute, let the dollars speak
[Chorus]
Started with a bag full of moments
Took the moments to the bank
Rolled up on a hill, no way of knowin’
If we burn it down, will the whole ship sink
Keep my head down and keep on rowin'
Keep the boat float against the tide
The checks about to vest, the commas showing
Lights out takin’ off my PJ no time
[Bridge: JoeyRoxitt]
I'mma flood my wrist in a couple years
My friends gon' be rich in about a year
This shit gettin' sick with a temperature
Funny now they look when we up in here
I'mma flood my wrist in a couple years
My friends gon' be rich in about a year
This shit gettin' sick with a temperature
Funny now they look when we up in here