killdavyn – fist fight! lyrics
[intro]
yeah, yeah, yeah huh
i got my d+ck in yo b+tch like uh
i got+ uh yeah huh
i got my d+ck in yo b+tch like uh
i got yo+ uh yeah ha
okay, yeah uh yeah huh yeah uh
[hook]
i got my d+ck in yo b+tch like uh
pull out the chop i don’t fist fight uh
hit from the back give the d+ck like uh
he talkin’ sh+t but not running up
i got the glock it’s gon’ f+ck him up
pull out the chop it’s gon’ f+ck him up
pull out the c+ck she gon’ f+ck it up
diamonds they rock ain’t got no dust
[verse]
i’m in the trap we don’t give a f+ck
n+gga talk down then we running him up
i got the tommy we gunnin’ him up
n+gga talk sh+t then we gunnin’ him down
white on her face now she look like a clown
my b+tch a shooter got guns in her gown
my diamonds too wet, i think i might drown
f+ck spinnin’ the block we spin yo whole town
wе spin the city, we gettin’ litty
f+ck on yo b+tch imma grab on hеr titty
walk with the glock imma walk with the bl!cky
she wanna suck on me suck on my d+cky
i got the owens yeah i got the rickys
she wanna suck on my d+ck yeah my richard
whippin’ that b+tch til’ my muf+ckin’ wrist hurt
blow on my d+ck like you muf+ckin’ squidward
walk with a clarinet
imma f+ck on that b+tch off the internet
she don’t think with her head got no intellect
that b+tch a baddie you know that i’m into that
send me that addy so b+tch imma slide
she go down my d+ck like a muf+ckin’ slide
she give me that neck like a muf+ckin’ tie
i’m up in this b+tch like a muf+ckin’ god
uppin’ the choppa, uppin the fye
i’m f+ckin’ yo momma cuz that p+ssy fye
just like lil durk, these n+ggas won’t even slide
she finna get on my d+ck like a slide
she finna bounce on my d+ck like a pogo
not in the cartel but we leave you rojo
i do not want her if that b+tch not loco
n+gga run up he get hit with a .445
i’m finna take yo life
b+tch wanna suck on my d+ck then be my wife
no b+tch i’m way too nice
i might pull up on that bih with a muf+ckin’ knife
21, 21, i got a gun
yeah i put d+ck in that b+tch i’m the one
but that lil kid is not my f+ckin’ son
i hit that bih with a muf+ckin’ uh
[hook]
i got my d+ck in yo b+tch like uh
pull out the chop i don’t fist fight uh
hit from the back give the d+ck like uh
he talkin’ sh+t but not running up
i got the glock it’s gon’ f+ck him up
pull out the chop it’s gon’ f+ck him up
pull out the c+ck she gon’ f+ck it up
diamonds they rock ain’t got no dust
i got my d+ck in yo b+tch like uh
pull out the chop i don’t fist fight uh
hit from the back give the d+ck like uh
he talkin’ sh+t but not running up
i got the glock it’s gon’ f+ck him up
pull out the chop it’s gon’ f+ck him up
pull out the c+ck she gon’ f+ck it up
diamonds they rock ain’t got no dust
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