Dole Cheque Songtext
von Your Loss

I got the Sauce like Vitor Belfort
Drop on the 9th just like a dole check
In all black with the wisdom like a Hotep
For the gram or a grammy, that′s nonsense
My tonsils braver then first responders
And they're trapped inna cage just like Bronson
Pocahontas on sex upon on my tonsils,
She wanna link and sweat up out all her toxins Iffy niggas, they cut off no correspondence
TATATA I′m spraying just like a Thompson
Do damage with no major and no sponsors
YOUR LOSS we flooding this shits constant
Do deeds, they double taking at me
I make moves, retreating they're all deceased
I need a belly, I'm feeding till I′m obese

When you′re on top now they wanna impeach


WHAT
FEDS
COPS
CAN'T
STOP
YOUR
LOSS