Curly Curls and Delivery Swirls
The Diss Track Collective

Verse 1:
Yo Hunter, man, what’s up with that mane?
Curly hair floppin’, ridin' high on the grain.
In that delivery truck, rollin' down the street,
Lookin' like Jack Harlow, but can’t move your feet.

Chorus:
Curly curls and delivery swirls,
What you doin’ boy? Chillin’ with the girls?
Got that lazy vibe, but can’t drop a beat,
Hunter’s on the block, where the stoners all meet.

Verse 2:
Pullin' up slow, like you lost in a haze,
Swear you’re out here grindin’, but we see your ways.
Cold pizza in the back, and your shorts too tight,
Every turn you make, feels like a slow-motion flight.

Chorus:
Curly curls and delivery swirls,
What you doin’ boy? Chillin’ with the girls?
Got that lazy vibe, but can’t drop a beat,
Hunter’s on the block, where the stoners all meet.

Bridge:
You think you’re all that, with a smile so wide,
But your skills on the road, they just can’t be denied.
Stuck in the traffic, makin' everyone late,
When you finally deliver, it’s cold on the plate.

Verse 3:
So take off those shades, and get your act straight,
Step outta the truck, man, don’t let me elaborate.
Gotta leave that stash, be a man with a plan,
Maybe then you’ll get with the real life fam.

Chorus:
Curly curls and delivery swirls,
What you doin’ boy? Chillin’ with the girls?
Got that lazy vibe, but can’t drop a beat,
Hunter’s on the block, where the stoners all meet.

Outro:
So here’s a shoutout to you, curly head,
Step it up, Hunter, or get left for dead.
We’re just havin’ fun, don’t take it too hard,
But if you keep slacking, we’ll be callin’ you a bard.