Connisuer lyrics
by V Don
[Hook: Dooney Montana]
Xan, Lean connoisseur
Why you do a tour for?
Bullsh*t matador
Alpharma dinosaur
Dream Mode portal door
Win a Best-Dress award
Take you out that Michael Kors
[Bridge: Robb Bank$]
You ain't my SSET than f*ck ya
Brand new K, and that bih' Russian
I'm runnin', I'm runnin'
I run to that that money
I'm runnin', I'm gunnin'
I lick on that clit
She gon' suck on that di*k until I get to bussin'
Don't get a concussion
f*ck with my SSET
[Hook: Dooney Montana]
Xan, Lean connoisseur
Bullsh*t matador
Alpharma dinosaur
Dream Mode portal door
Win a Best-Dress award
Take you out that Michael Kors
Why you do a tour for? Why you do a tour for?
[Verse 1: Robb Bank$]
.38 my specialty
Striped-tee, referee
f*ck wit' me you gettin' me
Givin' you the best of me
Bad b*tch f*ckin' slow when she touchin'
Pull up and I bust it, you get a concussion
Uzumaki flowin'
Bad b*tches goin'
Pull up and I show ya chain on this, snowy
Bad b*tches goin'
What you mean, I told ya
Lookin' at my b*tch, you know that she's stolen
Trunks in the booth, we might do a fusion
f*ckin' on yo b*tch, n*gga you a loser
Dream Mode my n*gga, Vlone I can't do it
f*ck you talkin' bout double S we groovy
Whip around wit' that money
f*ckin' yo b*tch, yo honey
She got work, I got work
f*ck yo b*tch, go up her skirt
Tube-top make her squirt
[Bridge: Robb Bank$ ]
You ain't my set than f*ck ya
Brand new K, and that bih' Russian
I'm runnin', I'm runnin'
I run to that that money
I'm runnin', I'm gunnin'
I lick on that clit
She gon' suck on that di*k until I get to bussin'
Don't get a concussion
f*ck with my SSET
[Hook: Dooney Montana]
Xan, Lean connoisseur
Bullsh*t matador
Alpharma dinosaur
Dream Mode portal door
Win a Best-Dress award
Take you out that Michael Kors
Why you do a tour for? Why you do a tour for?
[Verse 2: Dooney Montana]
If that pus*y Cardi B then I might buy it some new teeth
I was swervin' in that beamer, spillin' lean on the seats
Any n*gga want it with me, lets set it up, lets meet
I just f*cked her on the run, she can't nut up on my sheets
Bad freak, she lay wit' me
And I think she from Belize
All these n*ggas testin' me, but the style I got ain't free
If you play it like ya sweet, I'll sweep you off ya feet
Boy yo chain a cloudy piece
And you know that sh*t look cheap
[Verse 3: Kid Trunks]
DBZ my name
Gold all on my chain
Purple b*tch sticka'
Hit her wit the cane
Stick talk killa', f*ck her in her brain
VR stunna', sh*ttin' all you gays
I break, I roll it, I smoke it
She all on my di*k like she want it
pus*y wetter than a ocean
Please don't keep caution, please don't keep caution
Her pus*y wetter than a faucet
pus*y n*gga lame as f*ck
I'm f*ckin' this b*tch while I'm tourin'
[Outro: Kid Trunks]