Dusa – English Lyrics

• By: Bway Yungy, Kevin Gates

Lyrics & Translation

Dive into the raw and authentic world of Baton Rouge hip-hop with "Dusa" by FL Dusa, featuring Kevin Gates. This track offers a compelling look into street narratives and the pursuit of success, showcasing powerful lyricism and a strong mentor-mentee dynamic. Through its honest storytelling, you can explore the nuances of modern rap language and gain insight into the experiences that shape an artist's journey from the ground up.

[English]

Nuts be hanging to the floor, you know I do my shit

Me and Draco cool, but this AR ain't got no kick

Catch you on a stick, we trying to stretch 'em, we don't miss

Walk down, headshot, until we finish us a bitch

Satellite be bumping, but I'm trying to go legit

Used to twist them onions in the kitchen with my wrist

Unlock the door, but check the camera, junkies in and out this bitch

Got 'em fighting, throwing fits, they just trying to get a fix

T- इनकोडिंग of my H and coke with no fentanyl

I live candid, nigga, you flinching, I blow your shit off

Big Dusa pulling up on me, I drop him on him, he get knocked off

Back in readjustment, a hundred bricks, I'ma send off

You ain't check your bumper, that tracking sensor ain't click off

I don't play hotel, dick her down, then drop your lil' bitch off

Losses come with this, this ain't for those who got a weak heart

Lieutenants standing on nation business, I just took the week off

I just slid back in the trenches with them birds for the low

They say it's smoke, then we on go, we bring them choppers to they door

I do my demon with that .50, ain't no question, I'ma blow

You see that demon in my eyes, nigga, it's homicide

Stay out of mind, traumatized, we gon' sling that fire, nigga

I'm crawling out the window with that chopper trying to slide

They got blood on that money, bitch, I still want it

Creep and crawl, bitch, I been a dog, I set it off, no Queen Latifah

Step before they sign me, yeah, baby girl, go grab them heaters

We get even with them bitches and they know we do

Still will dress up like Beetlejuice until my ass get rid of you

Say I'm daddy, leave me 'lone, dog, one order, they'll slaughter you

Nuts be hanging to the floor, you know I do my shit

Me and Draco cool, but this AR ain't got no kick

Catch you on a stick, we trying to stretch 'em, we don't miss

Walk down, headshot, until we finish us a bitch

Satellite be bumping, but I'm trying to go legit

Used to twist them onions in the kitchen with my wrist

Unlock the door, but check the camera, junkies in and out this bitch

Got 'em fighting, throwing fits, they just trying to get a fix