Lyrics SINISTER (feat. DIOR DOCK) - Hotboy Burr

Been looking around
It ain't too many winners here
L after L n it get sicker every year
Head ringing bells
Like I been sippin ever clear
Fumbling shells
How it be when you got the gear

N though things been buck
Its up we going deer
And back to the front
Quit running get over here
Know well what I want
My head on that totem dear
Connect but won't bunk
I'm spanking it sinister

Been looking around
It ain't too many winners here
L after L n it get sicker every year
Head ringing bells
Like I been sippin ever clear
Fumbling shells
How it be when you got the gear

N though things been buck
Its up we going deer
And back to the front
Quit running get over here
Know well what I want,
My head on that totem dear
Connect but won't bunk,
I'm spanking it sinister

Wasn't me it ain't over the fence
Noticing in the past and present
Came to be that I always had went
To the highest degree and extent

To get by hope you heard what I said
I did lie but I probs won't again
Wolves don't eat
If they don't use their legs
Ask for help but I don't ever beg

On a path
But I thought yo instead
Let me
Commit to me make some bread
Nothings free hope to get what I give
Everything that I dreamed of and planned

I been having thoughts
Best described as treacherous
See I'm a rare breed
It ain't to many left of us
The things they don't see
is what keep waking up
Ain't fuckin with me
But that's what it always was

Perpetually hating
Y'all might just be rubbin off
Hear what they saying
Y'all know I ain't nun soft

I just fucked his BM
In my BM
Face against the dash
And I broke her off
First time we fucked
She better not ask for cash
I break bitches hearts
That you'd be glad
Just to touch they ass
I don't puff puff pass
Cuz this shit Za
This shit cost a bag
I don't like to brag
But I can't help
That all these niggas mad
And them glizzys fast
So try yo life that'll be yo last
Oops is mad
Cuz we sellin raw
Feel like Daymond Dash
Do dash
Wocky in cup but I won't Eva crash

This that shit
Shit that make you wanna hit a lick
This that shit
Shit that make you wanna fuck his bih
This that shit
Shit that you put on when you know you lit
This that shit
Shit that make them bitch ass niggas sick

Lil bih wanna Birkin
Fuck that Birkin
I just copped a brick
Oops is sick
Cuz they down another
But we ain't get him hit
And I'm smiling
Ridin thru they hood
Looking at them RIPs
It's like a gang
Every time we lose one
We gon take a trip

Shit
I know these niggas pissed
My diamonds look like piss
Shit
These bitches ain't on shit
They need to get a grip
Shit
I know I'm never lacking
Always keep my blick
A nigga fill like 30
30 hold a stick

And I'm never lit
These bitches on my dick
I might get him hit