I'm on my Dorge Dungle
Got My talent bundled
Have my haters seeing darkness like they name was Garfunkle
And my life is like jungle, filled with animals, and capital
Who Eating off of styles, I would call them bitches cannibals
While munching on some cannabis, spitting off some randomness
Flexing on the gram, but when I see you man you mannequin
And manically depressed, you ain't included in my set
Cause I only hang with dogs, who are willing to go fetch
Got some dogs who really know me, on some John and some Odie
So I'll leave the gun to shoot my shot, take the damn cannoli
On my Dorge Dungle
I never fumble
The word is on my shoulders
But I never struggle
Like a dull ass razor, or a crumbled up paper
More like brendan Fraizer, when his ass is in nature
Cause I guarantee their motives ain't of anything important
They sounding so generic till that sound just sounds distorted
But Im big chillng, big villain, still winning
Wouldn't be the Jordan if I didn't hang with Pippins
On that bull bull, that hopeful, that wordsmith, Abobo
Who raps like he global, who makes us, feel hobo
Im sorry
I never smell the roses
See Id rather be ahead, have em smell me up their noses
And I fear the day I'm bested, and the day they go exposing
Cause if anyone starts popping off, I'll hit em with explosions
Thats some that true shit, ya doofus, I may be the rudest
But teach game, to Old heads, and make them, my students
With fake vibes, fake crew shit, and don't go confusing
Who really the Caesar,When this world, is Brutus
But maybe Im a little bitter, speaking very righteous
Im just worried that Im 22, with existential crisis
When Im going to events, getting harder to control
Not swiping up unlocking, and just scrolling on my phone
So connected to the world, connected to impress
When you never seen em ever you just met on the internet
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I'm on my Dorge Dungle
Got My talent bundled
Have my haters seeing darkness like they name was Garfunkle
And my life is like jungle, filled with animals, and capital
Who Eating off of styles, I would call them bitches cannibals
While munching on some cannabis, spitting off some randomness
Flexing on the gram, but when I see you man you mannequin
And manically depressed, you ain't included in my set
Cause I only hang with dogs, who are willing to go fetch
Got some dogs who really know me, on some John and some Odie
So I'll leave the gun to shoot my shot, take the damn cannoli
On my Dorge Dungle
I never fumble
The word is on my shoulders
But I never struggle
Like a dull ass razor, or a crumbled up paper
More like brendan Fraizer, when his ass is in nature
Cause I guarantee their motives ain't of anything important
They sounding so generic till that sound just sounds distorted
But Im big chillng, big villain, still winning
Wouldn't be the Jordan if I didn't hang with Pippins
On that bull bull, that hopeful, that wordsmith, Abobo
Who raps like he global, who makes us, feel hobo
Im sorry
I never smell the roses
See Id rather be ahead, have em smell me up their noses
And I fear the day I'm bested, and the day they go exposing
Cause if anyone starts popping off, I'll hit em with explosions
Thats some that true shit, ya doofus, I may be the rudest
But teach game, to Old heads, and make them, my students
With fake vibes, fake crew shit, and don't go confusing
Who really the Caesar,When this world, is Brutus
But maybe Im a little bitter, speaking very righteous
Im just worried that Im 22, with existential crisis
When Im going to events, getting harder to control
Not swiping up unlocking, and just scrolling on my phone
So connected to the world, connected to impress
When you never seen em ever you just met on the internet
Got My talent bundled
Have my haters seeing darkness like they name was Garfunkle
And my life is like jungle, filled with animals, and capital
Who Eating off of styles, I would call them bitches cannibals
While munching on some cannabis, spitting off some randomness
Flexing on the gram, but when I see you man you mannequin
And manically depressed, you ain't included in my set
Cause I only hang with dogs, who are willing to go fetch
Got some dogs who really know me, on some John and some Odie
So I'll leave the gun to shoot my shot, take the damn cannoli
On my Dorge Dungle
I never fumble
The word is on my shoulders
But I never struggle
Like a dull ass razor, or a crumbled up paper
More like brendan Fraizer, when his ass is in nature
Cause I guarantee their motives ain't of anything important
They sounding so generic till that sound just sounds distorted
But Im big chillng, big villain, still winning
Wouldn't be the Jordan if I didn't hang with Pippins
On that bull bull, that hopeful, that wordsmith, Abobo
Who raps like he global, who makes us, feel hobo
Im sorry
I never smell the roses
See Id rather be ahead, have em smell me up their noses
And I fear the day I'm bested, and the day they go exposing
Cause if anyone starts popping off, I'll hit em with explosions
Thats some that true shit, ya doofus, I may be the rudest
But teach game, to Old heads, and make them, my students
With fake vibes, fake crew shit, and don't go confusing
Who really the Caesar,When this world, is Brutus
But maybe Im a little bitter, speaking very righteous
Im just worried that Im 22, with existential crisis
When Im going to events, getting harder to control
Not swiping up unlocking, and just scrolling on my phone
So connected to the world, connected to impress
When you never seen em ever you just met on the internet
Writer: Jamesmikel Abobo
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid