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drip$tick – demons lyrics

[verse 1: sketti]
got your b+tch up by the throat, hit that sh+t, then i just go
she said: “daddy, hit me back”, and i replied: “i’m going ghost”
made a b+tch do ahegao, top or bottom? i don’t know
p+ssy not a honey pot, that sh+t too good, a pot of gold
posted up with h+lla clips like i was livestreamfails
i got german b+tches begging me to give ’em tail
i will spend no money on a b+tch, i’m not a whale
and yet, i got your b+tches in my dm’s giving me details

[verse 2: shwabadi]
ay, yuh, voices in my head saying drop the c+nt
don’t wanna wind up dead, you better watch your tongue
bring the whole squad, you’ll get your posse cut
yeah, bring your whole squad, watch me chop it up!
b+tches by my side, ride or die, watch them offer up
hit her with a text, she give neck like diplodocus
if he keep the funds, hit his stomach, watch him cough it up
yeah, leave ’em horrorstruck when i tell ’em i ain’t f+cking with that f+ck sh+t
[verse 3: drip$tick]
i ain’t f+cking with that f+ck sh+t, call my chopper nic, get his lungs lit
akira + a demon in the whip, and they all gon’ dip
i’mma treat that p+ssy like my b+tch, tell ’em get a grip
oh, you tryna chop it up with drip? well, i’mma sink that ship
get his ship sunk, get him f+cked up
tell that p+ssy tough luck, infinity can’t touch us
black wings sprouting out my back, you ain’t stop my flight
looking at his face, i know he mad, well, i done lost my mind
brand new drip is brought to life

[verse 4: camogod]
bad lil’ b+tch give me top on the right
grabbing a pistol, we ain’t finna fight ’em, if you want the smoke, then we letting it light
n+ggas be hating from over the screen, so i’m noting their name in a book like i’m light
whipping a honda that you n+ggas hate, but the r on the badge is exactly my type
chopper eviscerate b+tches, b+tch, i am the butcher, your life is at stake
chop up the body and leave it to rot at the bot of a motherf+cking lake
he think he hot, and i pull out the glock, if that b+tch n+gga talk, he get shot in the face
and i got your thot steady giving me top, and i’m making her choke, while i’m f+cking her face, b+tch

- driptick lyrics

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