Da GUNT – Kingpin

Da GUNT – Kingpin Lyrics

Artist: Da GUNT
Song: Kingpin

Someone call the ambulance (chaser)
Where the f#ck is that f#cking faggot?
Oh hey nick rekieta!
Are you gonna get me out of state

For being a sick revenge p#rn reciprocator and a tax evader?
Nick why don’t you donate a couple hundred bucks
You’re probably getting sick of paper
You’re getting sticked with greats

I’m just getting sticked with papers
Damn look at the state, i’m a f#cking bitter hater
Lawsuits going on in two states and all they ever say is
Horse rapist! f#cking blaze they really don’t like us

Nick how about you learn how to form a case?
They’re not just throwing punches
These n#gg#s be throwing diapers
And i can’t afford to fight this

Since they brought forward my case
Nick i don’t like that tweet you made
I don’t like your evil face
And f#ck your legal takes, time to fornicate

Start crossbreeding your wife with the guy that’s
No more than four foot eight
Yeah they said i’m five foot one
Not after i caught that plane

They said i got that brain damage (i’m probably insane)
I pull my panties aside, squat on this bowling lane
b#tch ask me where the bathroom is again
This whole f#cking thing is the bathroom, what was i saying? (get out b#tch)

Hold my tongue ‘fore i say some sh#t i can’t reword
A f#cking massive cuck deserves a massive massacre
That’s right you n#gg#s heard
God damnit i sh#t the bed so much

n#gg#s call me hamber heard
Before i get indicted, you’re always invited
Before i get indicted, you’re always invited
Arrest him! arrest him! (rape-it-ralph)

Arrest him! arrest him! (rape-it-ralph)
Before i get indicted, you’re always invited
Jesse say hi to faith, alice say hi to may
No need to hide your face up in the league of rape

You can call me superman but i don’t go for lois lane
Pick the white trash ghislaine with the slowest brain
I’ma cop the blame the second pod awful’s slain
Gator and augie same, you dumb n#gg#s all the same

Flamenco memenco i see now why your #ss is single
It’s simple, your sister’s in the bas#ment screaming let me go
I got no talent but i guess i’ve gotta talent for gassing hard
But i don’t mean i’ll crash the car (just that you’re my passenger)

Come on matt, share that sh#t with everyone
Alright man
Dad will never have no improvise no mission or plan
To try to crowd fund feeding all these kids that he’s had

So where’s the next one gonna be dawg, (i dunno man) michigan man?
Can’t be that many fat chicks who like these hicks in japan (f#ck off!)
The quest to be world’s best non-visiting dad
The worst sh#t on his laptop makes even the president sad (that’s not true!)

This n#gg# went from allah ackbar, walaikum assalam
To a straight b#tch that needs like eight f#cking acres of land
Before i get indicted, you’re always invited
Before i get indicted, you’re always invited

Arrest him! arrest him! (rape-it-ralph)
Arrest him! arrest him! (rape-it-ralph)
Before i get indicted, you’re always invited
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Release Year: 2021