TRANSITION TO REALITY (Explicit)
DVRST"TRANSITION TO REALITY (Explicit)" is a song by DVRST, released in 2022 in the Pop genre. The song is 2:03 long and contains 42 lines and 411 words.
Lyrics
0:16DVRST
0:21Busters tend to jump, but them bitches still lame
0:23Busters tend to jump, but them bitches still lame
0:26Busters tend to jump, but them bitches still lame
0:28Busters tend to jump, but them bitches still lame
0:31Busters tend to jump, but them bitches still lame
0:34Busters tend to jump, but them bitches still lame
0:36Busters tend to jump, but them bitches still lame
0:39Busters tend to jump, but them bitches still lame
0:42Fear in my heart, I ain't scared to be the one that kills
0:44So if you got your tone, bring it on, I got the same skill
0:47Pressure from my peers, who provoke me to leave 'em dead
0:49Gangsta Gold, makin' 'em fold, victim of my bullet lead
0:52Tricks who want them treats from the Gold, smoke up in their face
0:55Down for a smack in they back, bitch, it's a murder case
0:57Clickin' on a punk, 'cause the funk got 'em actin' up
1:00Tailin' with my wagon on the run doin' a donut
1:02Hoes on the curb spread the word, 'cause I'm peelin' caps
1:05Spinnin' out my chamber it's my anger, settin' mouse traps
1:07Take it to the police, nigga, if you scared, mane
1:10Flaugin' with your pistol like a bitch, you be a dead man
1:13Stangin' like a wasp, if you cross some of this intellect
1:16Fuckin' up yo guts with the touch of this 9-TEC
1:18Welcome to my game, pimp, now you in the playas squad
1:21Profilin' in your clothes, with them hoes you be on life support
1:23I'm realer-
1:24Busters tend to jump, but them bitches still lame
1:26Busters tend to jump, but them bitches still lame
1:28Busters tend to jump, but them bitches still lame
1:31Busters tend to jump, but them bitches still lame
1:34Busters tend to jump, but them bitches still lame
1:36Busters tend to jump, but them bitches still lame
1:39Busters tend to jump, but them bitches still lame
1:41Busters tend to jump, but them bitches still lame
1:44A 1-8-7 on a punk that tryna perpetrate
1:47Talkin' all your shit, just made me click you with my .38
1:50Stangin' down? Nigga, please, let's go make a bloodstain
1:52I'm MC Money, pistol packin', pullin' out them hollow thangs
1:55Scopin' out a buster boy, loadin' up my milli' round
1:57Step up in my face, bitch, and I'ma put you underground
2:00A motherfuckin' AK in my hand, pointed at you, dude
2:03If you fuck up and you cross my ground, I'ma check you, fool
DVRST Busters tend to jump, but them bitches still lame Busters tend to jump, but them bitches still lame Busters tend to jump, but them bitches still lame Busters tend to jump, but them bitches still lame Busters tend to jump, but them bitches still lame Busters tend to jump, but them bitches still lame Busters tend to jump, but them bitches still lame Busters tend to jump, but them bitches still lame Fear in my heart, I ain't scared to be the one that kills So if you got your tone, bring it on, I got the same skill Pressure from my peers, who provoke me to leave 'em dead Gangsta Gold, makin' 'em fold, victim of my bullet lead Tricks who want them treats from the Gold, smoke up in their face Down for a smack in they back, bitch, it's a murder case Clickin' on a punk, 'cause the funk got 'em actin' up Tailin' with my wagon on the run doin' a donut Hoes on the curb spread the word, 'cause I'm peelin' caps Spinnin' out my chamber it's my anger, settin' mouse traps Take it to the police, nigga, if you scared, mane Flaugin' with your pistol like a bitch, you be a dead man Stangin' like a wasp, if you cross some of this intellect Fuckin' up yo guts with the touch of this 9-TEC Welcome to my game, pimp, now you in the playas squad Profilin' in your clothes, with them hoes you be on life support I'm realer- Busters tend to jump, but them bitches still lame Busters tend to jump, but them bitches still lame Busters tend to jump, but them bitches still lame Busters tend to jump, but them bitches still lame Busters tend to jump, but them bitches still lame Busters tend to jump, but them bitches still lame Busters tend to jump, but them bitches still lame Busters tend to jump, but them bitches still lame A 1-8-7 on a punk that tryna perpetrate Talkin' all your shit, just made me click you with my .38 Stangin' down? Nigga, please, let's go make a bloodstain I'm MC Money, pistol packin', pullin' out them hollow thangs Scopin' out a buster boy, loadin' up my milli' round Step up in my face, bitch, and I'ma put you underground A motherfuckin' AK in my hand, pointed at you, dude If you fuck up and you cross my ground, I'ma check you, fool
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