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Hounds (betcha)

from In Funds We Trust by Yung Trust Fund

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lyrics

Pour that liquor out for dead comrades
Thank god that I never been in combat
Dial up the plug twice no callback
Cause my server been slow no comcast
And I need it now, I got motherfuckers that depend on me
I'm tryna get enough bread on me to have some enemies
I'm with a ten and she be looking like a centerpiece
I take her to the tippy top floor and call her eloise
Now I'm all up in the hole no ketamine
But I can't shake the dissociation
Don't know where my fuckin brain is
The look on my face is so vacant
I'm wandering some like a vagrant
Through this mental anguish
Like I might be a danger
To myself and my friends and even complete strangers
You stay in the closet like hangers

And I betcha bitcha bitecha
Like tyson, bet she beatcha like a fighta
Just to spitecha
Who got the lighter
Pass that to the writer
Lean in the white cup righteous

And I bet a beast a eatcha
Like a pizza, double cup stuffed like a reeses
Seeing Jesus
Who got the reefer
Pass that to the speaker
Follow the leader scream eureka

And I bet the boys a bustcha
Touch ya fuckin cuff ya
Give you tough love till ya roughed up
Who lit the blunt up?
Pass that to the gunnas
If you getting money throw a hunna

And I bet that I could outcha
Like a bouncer
Putcha snout right up to them ounces
They the loudest
Who got the sour
Pass that past all the cowards
Hound dogs bark and devour

Uncut dope like the dick of a catholic
Introduce a catheter and snap it I'm a maverick
Dark horse never wore a saddle bitch
Never had to settle bitch
Hella rich, for cheddar I'm gallopin
Hangin in the gallows its a real tight view
Me white crew a never try to be like you
Cause we like us, cats with low self esteem bite us
Judges with they panties in a bunch indict us
Rather beat cases than faces live righteous
And roll up like a dub at the back of the night bus
BSGs get higher than a kite does
But what goes up must come down, you right cuz
Unless, we can somehow float above
Hate promoters but we only be promotin love
Baby girl let me know that I'm her only one
I smiled back and told her that she was only one

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from In Funds We Trust, released July 31, 2015

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