Nuze – PNSHR
Genre Rap

LYRIC
PNSHR

Drag it out
I was Humble but I started bragin now
Try game me but they shit laggy now
Try trick me but I pulled rabbit outo
I don’t play like the tech or the flag is down
Pants way too expensive to sag em now
Yeah that pussy to good got a tag me out
I be beating it up like I’m paqiaou!!


I’m a punisher, got me hit list
Run over ya mane this niggas a stain
Like I invented the hit stick
My back, Scratch that
Know that I cant reach itch bitch
Leave you with stitches
Cuz the punisher’s vicious


Killer tote fire, fuck that
Little stick ain’t shit, It’s a rugrat
I Put up like ezels
Don’t need no lethal
Turn your career to a bloodbath
I been getting the green, cabbages
Get the 20 for 1, savages
I been adding the beans, dividing the dreams, they know what I mean averages
Totes!
Of money bring on a boat
Just to tip up captain
And keep it from cappin
A nigga done almost went broke
We burning, we got all the smoke
Grab her ass in the dress when it poke
Yeah she like, she wanting some more
When I hit her she call me the goat!
[It be sounding like]

I’m the punisher, got me hit list
Run over ya mane just like he a stain
Like I invented the hit stick
My back, Scratch that
Know that I cant reach itch bitch
Leave you with stitches
Cuz the punisher’s vicious


Nigga I’m hot
Climate change
Spent a hundred in cash on a diamond rang
Lil bop give me head up inside the range
Lift the dmv up like I drive the crane
Try dap-up get clapped up like kappa canes
Got the juice like kambucha and tangerines
Tell the Truth I won’t shoot ya I gotta gang
And you know I can’t speak for them, they insane!
Ah ah ah ah I got the fire
Recognize they situation is dire
Getting shocked, electrified
Coming down to the wire
Yeah they call us rims at night
Cuz we never get tired
Yo bitch admirin
Watch this!
I can switch up the flow like some front flips
I ain’t coming up short like a munchkin
Candy paint dipped in orange like pumpkins
I wrap up the blunt like a dumpling
Turned a whole lot of nothing to something
Got bitch goin crazy she crumping
Cuz light up the spot got it jumping
[It be sounding like]

I’m the punisher, got me hit list
Run over ya mane just like he a stain
Like I invented the hit stick
My back, Scratch that
Know that I cant reach itch bitch
Leave you with stitches
Cuz the punisher’s vicious

[Verse 4-Duff Killigan]

Gucci, Fendi, Prada
Baby eat the wetty mala
6 foot 3
So don’t you make me
Stand up on my wallet
I know bands gon make her dance
Baby let’s bachata
Once she suck and make it sloppy
I don’t like it proper
I get the money like sweepstakes
You fuck with the gang that’s a mistake
My niggas do damage
And leave you in bandages
End up missing for a week straight

Ain’t I got it going on
Ain’t my money long
Yeah they call me DK
But my name ain’t donkey Kong
All I know is cop that weight
Yeah I be moving strong
And hit my dance moves
Soon as I hear this song come on

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