demotus - frank lyrics
[verse 1: demotus]
i’m smoking og
i’m with my niggas, fuck your shit
we brought our own tree
just us, b-tch nigga, heard you writing now
you like my sound, i got the sauce
you trynna wipe me down, and get the drip
i told your b-tch i’m bout my fucking bread
i grab the glock, and shoot the cops
cause i don’t fuck with feds
fuck the feds, they tried to get me for a fucking ounce
i told them bounce, the nigga laughed
until i pulled the mag
and layed them out
and layed them out
[verse 2: demotus]
you told me your name, it don’t ring a bell
you fairy, you looking like tinkerbell
spitting out hot so the booth done melt
if i k!ll you nigga, then who would tell?
i’m hanging myself with a gucci belt
there ain’t no saying what truth to tell
y’all living lies only you could tell
will i live or die do i really care?
your b-tch gonna die playing with my hair
while i just get high, blow it in the air
say you got money, i’m like b-tch where?
you ain’t worth shit more than d-ck hair
you ain’t worth shit more than d-ck hair, b-tch
[verse 3: frank]
aye, aye
young presidential nigga like somebody let obama out
need a calculator just to figure out the body count
turn your trap spot into a motherfucking slaughterhouse
i caught a nigga lacking
while he napping on his momma couch
think i smoked about an ounce, so all you niggas gotta bounce
cause i’m too fucking high
to give a fuck bout what you’re talking bout
made your kids with your own d-ck and they momma now
my children and my d-ck is fucking swimming
in your daughter’s mouth
see that’s the cycle to this life that’s what i’m talking bout
rich young nigga in your b-tch with my niggas
and don’t talk about your life because
my niggas really in this shit
do a show in phoenix, split the bonus and the benefits
niggas talking shit but i just smack them with my presidents
i run up in your residence, get rid of all the evidence
caught a couple bodies
but still some would say i’m heaven sent
fuck that, i’ll murder all you niggas for the hell of it
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