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