Darryl Strawberry

⚫️ Darryl Strawberry - CGB Prod. by Knxwledge First off the elephants in the room All caps for my name like when you spelling out DOOM, and i'm smelling ya doom Probably put you in the tomb Or hit up McFly, go back in time and put you in the womb And i do, plenty of hazardous shit The other day i wrapped my mic cord All over this chick Put her in the trunk with a spliff that's a hotbox, i got my rocks off, you lost cause Word to q i'm a top dawg So hop off, you hot dogs, spit shit, y'all got Nothin on me except some hot sauce And that's word to my cousins now There's a dozen of motherfuckers hitting now Like Darryl Strawberry looking in the clouds And i'm just blowing clouds of the loud hear that sound? It's a jam so i crush it But fuck it you puppets Can fuck wit my bucket Got a pump it But I'd never go n bump it You punk kid Gimme all your lunch money Ya fuckin sumchins I'm the schoolyard bully, whatcha mean you got nutchin? it's easy to talk shit but it's a challenge to run it, i'm funkin only with those that are fly like dunkin, smash the glass of the back, board it up like the slums is, girlie i'm trying to get where your tongue is, you drunk bitch. this is a celebratory function