bashfortheworld - diabla lyrics
[intro]
ay, uh
[chorus]
oh you say you’re getting money, turning up now?
they see you pourin’ all that drank in your cup now
it’s all good till they wanna see you burnt down
you in a benz they wanna see you in a he+rs+ now
i’m turnin’ up i ain’t ever getting turnt down, ay
you play with us and you get shot
you see that trap on the corner? make a pit stop
spill blood, flood the wrist watch
[verse]
i’m gettin’ dizzy in the whip, tryna spin blocks
i don’t even say nun, i let my wrist talk
i’m in the club with the drank, let the trish drop
the 24’s on the whip, make a b+tch stop, uh, ay
oh you forgot? what n+ggas like us do with opps?
oh you forgot, this ain’t a game, see it’s do or die
i’d rather tell your ass nothin ‘fore i tell a lie
ay, nah, i ain’t the same n+gga that i was yesterday
i’m leaning back, blowing smoke out an escalade
“i’m really out the b+tch league” what i meant to say
uh, ay, yeah i want you, but i want you to want me
is it love or is it cause i got it on me?
is it something that you see that i don’t see?
i’m migo, i can’t be what i won’t be, ay
either way i know the game and how it go baby
southside migo, i’m a third coast baby
white t+shirt shopping at the store daily
let me know ’cause i been thinking ’bout you lately, ay
let me know ’cause i been thinking ’bout you lately, ay
ay, you don’t wanna turn me up shawty
i’m cold hearted ain’t got love, for n0body
i need your soul, i got your mind, and your body, ay
said “let me know what’s on your mind when you think about it”
i know the b+tch already mine when i think about it
n+ggas really out of line when i think about it
all my b+tches really fine when i think about it, ay
i can’t give your ass a dime when i think about it
i’m ridin’ round with a 9 when i think about it
f+ck it, turn a n+gga to a headstone
i’m watching how these n+ggas walk, don’t wanna step wrong
said “why you comin’ tryna ask what i been on?”
the way you treat a n+gga, b+tch you know you dead wrong
you actin’ like the playa never seen the end zone
you actin’ like a n+gga never brought some bread home
[chorus]
oh you say you’re getting money, turning up now?
they see you pourin’ all that drank in your cup now
it’s all good till they wanna see you burnt down
you in a benz they wanna see you in a he+rs+ now
i’m turnin’ up i ain’t ever getting turnt down, ay
you play with us and you get shot
you see that trap on the corner? make a pit stop
spill blood, flood the wrist watch
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