Fhvt BVsturd lyrics

[Chorus: Smoke DZA]
Fat bast*rd twisting up a dutch faster
Fat bast*rd twisting up a Dutch Master
Fat bast*rd twisting up a dutch faster
Fat bast*rd twisting up a Dutch Master

[Verse 1: Smoke DZA]
I put myself in my top five greatest rappers alive
I’m competing with ghost rapping to posters of n*ggas that died
I'm the one, word to Fay on this my studio sessions is seances
Kushed God sermons at my concerts
I came here to conquer, mantra, think of a bunch of
Double entendres, you ponder, I'm just warmed up
Dabbing with the captain n*gga, lungs hurt how I'm feeling?
Higher than any n*gga on earth my answer be prey or be hunter
This message is sponsored by
A New York n*gga, real n*gga worldwide
Kony n*gga, still in the hood with the shooters
My sh*t bang in Houston, like Pimp C produced it
Kick game is stupid, I stay in exclusives
Slick talk fluent n*gga I really do this
Forreal you online for the Bordeaux's
I'm on a first class line, bout to board tho

[Chorus: Smoke DZA]
Fat bast*rd twisting up a dutch faster
Fat bast*rd twisting up a Dutch Master
Fat bast*rd twisting up a dutch faster
Fat bast*rd twisting up a Dutch Master
[Verse 2: Joey Bada$$]
Lyrically, I'm one of the most inclined immaculate
The swank stay accurate
Pass the spliff, my taste stay dank when the dutch masters lit
Ain't much that matters with the rapper wiz kid
Put a bid on my b*tch
So the baby baller just could dribble and sh*t
The spoiled brat, who in the bigger crib
I'm bout to dig on a picnic
Tryna to get rid of me
They trying to make me slit another wrist and imprison me
You ain't even gotta ask the risk of f*cking with the young asterisk
So spectular with this rapper sh*t
I'm coming for your necks n*gga, Drake Dracula
That's a fact, got my city on my back
I'm way across the map
Crushing on that reggie bush until it's flat

[Chorus: Smoke DZA]
Fat bast*rd twisting up a dutch faster
Fat bast*rd twisting up a Dutch Master
Fat bast*rd twisting up a dutch faster
Fat bast*rd twisting up a Dutch Master

[Verse 3: Smoke DZA]
Bagging up on my ottoman
Before my introduction, middle finger in my sonogram
See the big picture, all I need is Big L hologram
Hustle like them n*ggas in a dollar van
f*ck them n*ggas hollerin'
Rolling something healthy, play the hand that they dealt me
Living n*gga, you trying to get likes taking selfies
I made the name mean something show gratitude
Instead of being a bunch of Tammy Romans old b*tches with attitudes
I'm already made, and I'm really f*cking cool on that sh*t anyway
Anyway...
[Chorus: Smoke DZA]
Fat bast*rd twisting up a dutch faster
Fat bast*rd twisting up a Dutch Master
Fat bast*rd twisting up a dutch faster
Fat bast*rd twisting up a Dutch Master