Later one day when we are on all fours
Trouble in double came knockin' on my door
Here comes the dick with his pawns marching around
Pour another brother 'cause the mother won't go down
Whatever you're on and wanna get higher
Just take a hit of this multiplier
Call the pack, get a handful
Grab him by the horns and dope that bull!
Call the pack, get a handful
Grab him by the horns and dope that bull!
What's so great about being sober
Smoke what you got, over and over
Wrapped in a paper for now or later
Ride the emotional detonator
Ain't nothin' cool about being young
When monsters of night have stolen your sun
Call the pack, get a handful
Grab him by the horns and dope that bull!
Call the pack, get a handful
Grab him by the horns and dope that bull!
Call the pack, get a handful
Grab him by the horns and dope that bull!
Dope that bull!
Dope that bull!
Dope that bull!
Dope that bull...
Diarchy - Bulldoper Lyrics
Diarchy - Bulldoper Lyrics
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Later one day when we are on all fours
Trouble in double came knockin' on my door
Here comes the dick with his pawns marching around
Pour another brother 'cause the mother won't go down
Whatever you're on and wanna get higher
Just take a hit of this multiplier
Call the pack, get a handful
Grab him by the horns and dope that bull!
Call the pack, get a handful
Grab him by the horns and dope that bull!
What's so great about being sober
Smoke what you got, over and over
Wrapped in a paper for now or later
Ride the emotional detonator
Ain't nothin' cool about being young
When monsters of night have stolen your sun
Call the pack, get a handful
Grab him by the horns and dope that bull!
Call the pack, get a handful
Grab him by the horns and dope that bull!
Call the pack, get a handful
Grab him by the horns and dope that bull!
Dope that bull!
Dope that bull!
Dope that bull!
Dope that bull...
Trouble in double came knockin' on my door
Here comes the dick with his pawns marching around
Pour another brother 'cause the mother won't go down
Whatever you're on and wanna get higher
Just take a hit of this multiplier
Call the pack, get a handful
Grab him by the horns and dope that bull!
Call the pack, get a handful
Grab him by the horns and dope that bull!
What's so great about being sober
Smoke what you got, over and over
Wrapped in a paper for now or later
Ride the emotional detonator
Ain't nothin' cool about being young
When monsters of night have stolen your sun
Call the pack, get a handful
Grab him by the horns and dope that bull!
Call the pack, get a handful
Grab him by the horns and dope that bull!
Call the pack, get a handful
Grab him by the horns and dope that bull!
Dope that bull!
Dope that bull!
Dope that bull!
Dope that bull...
Writer: Gaurrav Tiwari
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid