Dt. - The Second Disc (feat. BlackRabbit Skinny) Lyrics

Woo
She is
Eight One Five, where you at baby
Deeper
Deeper into Winnebago

Aye, Winnebago County Two this right here the second disc
Accept the risk
Going after shit they said I'd never get
Cried, sweat, and bled for this
Lyrical intercourse, them niggas don't hit it right
She come see Truth to get that better dick
Let her in
Especially if she fine, I might flex her friends
Your body is excellence
Take my time perfectionist
Grew up in a broken home, couldn't afford no therapist
Picked the pen up I been killing niggas ever since
Winnebago County dos
Game up in a choke
In love with the city me and her eloped
Roll me up some dope
Went into the place they killed my homie got the quote
Late nights I go there and I be talking to his ghost
Like damn, can't believe they took you our your glow
Every time I spit a verse it take a piece up out my soul
Man I had to go and get it off the road
Winnebago County thugging took the shit around the globe for ya

Hold on, Imma try to do the second verse though
My only one, girl you be my only one
Girl you know my heart belong to you
Girl you know my heart belong to you
How come nobody do me wrong as you
How come no one do me wrong as you
Aye, aye

Winnebago County Two this right here the second disc
On a paper chase wont no haters be impediments
E.P.T the clique best to say that shit with reverence
Going after every cent
I ain't showing hesitance
Heaven sent
Flow is sick curse them boys with pestilence
They repent
I flip the scrip my flow become the medicine
Balling like I'm seven-six
My team ain't facing deficits
The other side need help to beat me Klay, Stephen, Kevin shit