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deleted artist - the demon's draw lyrics

[chorus]
i’m grabbin’ the f+cking box on the right, this b+tch is overly switchin’
line up their p+ssy ass crew, i ain’t doing no f+cking dissing
d+ck in her mouth, you know i ain’t doing no godd+mn kissing
if i got the mini, i dump that motherf+cker from a distance
get us a pack of that sh+t, and i bet we gon’ f+cking flip it
he just gon’ die, that p+ssy chasing the wrong d+mn image
then i’ll laugh on the post ’cause my brother done f+cking did it
anyone f+cking with us, they can get the f+cking clip
tossin’ the glock with my brudda, man, all that snitchin’ sh+t had me f+cking sick
i had to change up the whole d+mn cl!ck ’cause these n+ggas don’t really f+ck with the risk, that sh+t had me p+ssed
we k!llin’ whoever you with, i don’t care if he out with his f+cking og, we clappin’ the b+tch
slide through the 4, while i’m dumpin’ the mag, gettin’ f+cking lit
dump the drac’, i’ma f+cking patch me a b+tch

[verse]
now i think i’ma switch up the f+cking flow, bullets too hot, gotta stop, drop, and f+cking roll
you can ask any d+mn b+tch, i know buddy told, hit him all in his chest, watch the p+ssy n+gga fold
please don’t come with a lo, ’cause on my dead man’s, your ass is getting f+cking zoe’d
he tryna tweak, leave his brain on the f+cking floor, and she f+cking with me, so i’m bakin’ the hoe
the whole d+mn crew freaky as h+ll, talking ’bout play with your p+ssy, you move like a f+cking snail
quick tried to throw me an oop, ain’t have traffic, so i couldn’t f+cking hoop, mally lucky as h+ll
big bro did it for f+cking sale, you can’t say i’m backdoor, wishing him well
hop out with that thunder, you wishin’ you would never f+cking fell, i just hope i’m not wasting the f+cking sh+lls
lil benji is a b+tch, i catch his ass, then i’m making him f+cking twitch
hop out the car, tryna make him a vic, if i catch him wit’ his crew, i’m eras in the b+tch
micro bakin’ and sh+t, if i see his bm, i’m facin’ the b+tch
and we putting on gloves, no trace in this b+tch, and if he try to run, hit his back with the f+cking glitch
i won’t shoot up the block tryna tap that head, i’ma dump this whole d+mn chop
switch on the back of the glock, kris vec with a 3+round burst tryna tap that f+cking top
we tryna step on a f+cking pop, got his ass on the floor
and we making him f+cking rot
don’t think you my bro, ’cause i’m changing the f+cking plot, bullets was popping him overly f+cking hot

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