Marching Band

[Intro]

Danger, D..Danger, Detroit stand up, danger, uh

[Verse]

Nigga listen, they all some hoes

They ain’t packing and they ain’t even searching at the door

It’s Danny Brown, ya’ll motherfuckers know

Pop your punk ass for acting like the crow

I hear you talking but seeing no action

I’ll make you see words similar to closed caption

Hustle for year, from selling rocks to blows

Ashy Larry niggas fall off on their first roll

No codes and I play no expert

Your songs suck, kill ya’ll with excerpts

I’m so hot like turtle necks with sweatshirts

Bitch on my dick, love the way her neck jerk

Niggas only hard when they get drunk

Rappin' version of the Alvin and the Chipmunks

Keep talking, you must want your shit lumped

If my ass got whooped then I got jumped

Never worry, keep the 4-5th and always in shit like Jersey’s mayor [?]

Kick it like Freddy Adoo in the womb

Stay in bitches heads like Vidal Sassoon