Shetland Pony

Dex:
Strapped up like gloves on a goalie,
Tryna block these shots from the police,
Outside on the grind on my lonely,
Just tryna shine like rocks in a rollie,
White boys with the modified whips in the country side rock sweats and a stoney,
Both hands on a side by side cos the kick back stronger than Shetland pony,


Nine:
Kicks stronger than Shetland pony,
Strapped with the big boy toys no brony,
Came up from the mud like Tony cramp twins out in the sticks with the brody,
Fireworks in the whips get Rowdy,
Cowboys ride with my partner Howdy,
Big straps in the sheds and the barns and the whips,
Feels good when I cross Kent county,


Dex:
Live out in the field Kent Brockman whips stay tuned so the feds can’t stop them,
Gloved up when I roll John Cochran,
Bitch I let the pipe blow like Scotsmen,
I hit bowls Matt Hoffman, 
Play Jazz When I ball John Stockton,
Outside on a Yamaha petrol bike so my kicks get fucked when I rock them,


Nine:
Rocked up like wood in the morning,
Run through more wives than a Mormon,
Kick doors in dressed like a doorman,
Black from my hat to my toes no mourning,
I clap traps no talking,
Roll with machines like Steven hawking,
Pop caps I ain’t pouring a Gordon’s,
Grip in my hand Like I been Skateboarding,


Dex:
Gripped up like butts in a strip club,
Spin poles and the crowd gets whipped up,
Cross hairs on the stick that’s a big plus,
Got tools in the van for the fix up,
Kick butt like Cobra Kai,
Quick chop get left with a broken eye,
Shotguns in a GTI,
I crack heads get lit when I load the pipe,


Nine:
I’ve got a 12 gauge shotgun,
You ain’t got one,
I got a 525 with the back bored barrel and choke tube,
You ain’t even shot one,
Burnouts in my hot wheels,
Burn trees in the crop fields,
She like the way I serve it up,
I got a fine thing blowing on my meat like a hot meal,


Dex:
The browning blows like a bust nut,
Stick sawn off came with a buzz cut,
Imma pump these guns no Hogan,
Step like Hulk with my chest all puffed up,
Im Dex like Nick Nevern,
I put dots on his head like Mr Burns,
Foot down in a JDM,
I slap the hydro when I hit the turn,


Nine:
Drop shift and I lean on the gas
Cars from the 90s no screen on the dash
Whip hit with the nos like its breathing the gas 
Chicks in the back scream when I weaving the gaps,
Lil wink when I wave to the ladies,
Shoot with the right cos the left eyes lazy, 
Suck my soul like a super villain,
Call her mega mind cos her head game crazy,


Dex:
Strapped up like gloves on a goalie,
Tryna block these shots from the police,
Outside on the grind on my lonely,
Just tryna shine like rocks in a rollie,
White boys with the modified whips in the country side rock sweats and a stoney,
Both hands on a side by side cos the kick back stronger than Shetland pony,


Nine:
Kicks stronger than Shetland pony,
Strapped with the big boy toys no brony,
Came up from the mud like Tony cramp twins out in the sticks with the brody,
Fireworks in the whips get Rowdy,
Cowboys ride with my partner Howdy,
Big straps in the sheds and the barns and the whips,
Feels good when I cross Kent county,