Disciple Songtext
von Big Brew

Like Toothless I′m a dragon, all I do is spit fire
But when she's suck, she spit higher
When I smoke, I′m way higher
Eiffel
No I'm not no disciple, I'm my own man
But don′t tell me all I pull up with a rifle
Let it blow like she a hoe
Given good head on a low, I stay packed like cargo
Yeah, I feel like Fargo, Mark Freeman
Leavin′ rappers down and out like a killin' spree
But I′ma kill the beats, they say take a seat
Only on a throne for a king, I was fuckin' her so good
Make her sing like a choir When she come my way, she got desire
To fuck again, I′m one lucky man
No four-leaf, cause my fall ain't soon
I stay on Vroom, they try to assume
That my doom is comin, but it ain′t
She been strange like a doctor
I'm runnin' out of patience, and getting anxious
For her to come around, all this fuckin
Man, losin′ pounds, I ain′t never down and out
I got a lot of rounds left
Call me Tyson, the best in my weight class
That's facts, been so far ahead, been runnin′ laps

Yeah, I ain't no disciple
(Hell nah)
I ain′t no disciple
(Hell nah)


Like Toothless I'm a dragon, all I do is spit fire
But when she′s suck, she spit higher
When I smoke, I'm way higher
Eiffel
No I'm not no disciple, I′m my own man
But don′t tell me all I pull up with a rifle
Let it blow like she a hoe
Given good head on a low, I stay packed like cargo
Yeah, I feel like Fargo, Mark Freeman