audemar deezy no fucks given (feat. big keyysiano) şarkı sözleri

Call me demon, I been given niggas halo's I been painting whips up before maaco I been running theses blocks before lego's Walk around with that type of pop, that pop a nigga faygo And for you niggas that be sneaking and geeking Anesthesia in this clip, you be sleep before the weekend I make that bitch sing like the weekend Now his family really wounding where he went, uhh It's about time you niggas spoke up I ain't worried about the opp's, them pussy niggas broke ass f*ck, uhh uh Better have yo shit together, when you approaching us Over that bread, I'll get heated and let that toaster bus, on me Niggas rapping that old lick, nigga that old news Niggas ain't no demons , y'all just some killers on some pro tools Wanna know how to be some killers, I can show you Catch yo goofy ass out, nigga Ima blow you Niggas mad cause Keyysiano living different Uhh uh Glock in my hand, this bitch get to glitching Uhh uh Glock in my hand, this bitch get to switching Wrap him up put him under the tree, but it's ain't Christmas, uhh uh Me against anybody, that's a mismatch, on me Wet yo mans up and he can't get his lick back Dawg gotta learn how to walk can't get his get back The opp's want a break but I ain't no mother fucking Kit Kat Theses niggas mad cause I fucked up they mans Shot they house party up, I'd f*ck up they plans Caught they members out, and fucked up they friends 223's gonna hit his whip, and f*ck up his trans Niggas say they out, but nigga y'all ain't never there Every location y'all sent me, nigga I was every where 32 On this Glock it's gonna rip and tear Let this bitch sing like a wedding, I give him a pair Them 223 bullets flying, they ripping and tearing They sit his ass down, he reaching he grabbing for air I got a bad bitch name cobra She kill in a pair let a nigga reach for this ice, I'm sending a pair I know they mad cause theses pussy gotta watch me ball While I'm in they bitch crib she rubbing on my fucking balls I got a trap on the west, slapping Chris Rock turn ill Will tryna run up in my dope spot I stuff yo bitch with some dick, now she bringing back some Adderall To me you a bitch, you live yo life as a fucking fraud To me you a snitch, you be ratting behind that wall To me you ain't shit, you don't never wanna get involved He can't pay his rent, cause all his money spent He ain't got no job, but stay tryna get high Old broke ass nigga How it feels to broke, old poor ass nigga Tryna beef with, could you afforded that nigga I come though to wet you up, with some soap my nigga When yo bitch see me, she get hope my nigga She just wanna make some pros, smoke dro my nigga I f*ck her good, stuff that bitch, send her on that road She came back with them blues, just to hoe y'all niggas She walk around them damn hood, like she don't know y'all niggas
Sanatçı: Audemar Deezy
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