trenchdemonz - yung demons lyrics
[intro]
paven, this sh-t crank
cuz, you tryna take my bike? (punching sound and groaning sound)
aww, jodi-jo, what type of punch was that? i thought i taught ya’ -ss better
[verse 1: migodeuce & daboyvonn]
ooh, i’m back on my sh-t, lil’ n-gga (lil n-gga)
you mess with the fam’, you mess with the gang, then i gotta pull the trigger (pull it)
shoot you 2 times, 3 times, you feel like you drunk off of liquor (you drunk now?)
feel like a monster, i eat your brain for dinner
hold up, naw for real
you know i ain’t got no chill (i don’t)
b-tch i’m a demon for real
i had to trap in the field (the field)
i had to trap up the hill (the hill)
you know i shoot to k!ll, you know i keep it real
i had to grind for a mill (milli)
hold up
ooh, i f-cked your b-tch, up, down (up, down)
young fly n-gga from uptown (uptown)
stay dripped out with a bustdown (bustdown)
run to the bag, get a touchdown (touchdown)
b-tch i’m big dawg, i don’t run ’round (run ’round)
these n-ggas hate cause i’m up now (up now)
i really don’t give a f-ck now
(uh, uh)
[verse 2: daboyvonn & migodeuce]
these n-ggas be b-tchin’, these b-tches be slipping
these n-ggas be stealing my sauce (ooh)
you saying she faithful, and you say that you love her but she on my d-ck and my b-lls (ooh)
i cannot lie, i’m shooting my 40, you know i’m not takin’ no loss
young n-ggas tryna come up, dumb n-ggas, get ya funds up
i ain’t really popping no perc, put you in the dirt then travel like harden (ooh)
just know if you f-cking with deuce, then you f-cking with me and my n-ggas, they sparking (baow)
i cannot f-ck with you b-tches, you b-tches be feeling yourself
you tripping
if you not down, then i’m f-cking your best friend, she can stay for half of the night
n-ggas be mad, ’cause i’m f-cking ya main b-tch, yeah, she be begging for the pipe
i’m on some sh-t, lil’ n-gga, d-ck in your b-tch, lil’ n-gga
aye, aye
tryna get rich, lil’ n-gga, just tryna get rich, lil’ n-gga
aye, aye
[verse 3: migodeuce]
ooh, hold up, hold up
all of this sh-t, i do with a p-ssion
want all the money, b-tch, i’m an addict
n-ggas gon’ hate, ’cause i’m living lavish
if you want smoke, b-tch, you can have it
young rich n-gga, so you know i be dabbing
need a few bands so i started rapping
if you ain’t gang, i leave you in the past tense
if you ain’t gang, i leave you in the past tense
ooh, ooh
i’m back on my sh-t, ya heard
i got my sh-t out the dirt (the dirt)
i had to go put in work (in work)
shoot you like my name dirk (like dirk)
you know i don’t play around
all these n-ggas on my d-ck, i’m about to shoot ’em down
ooh, ooh
b-tch, i’m a menace, ya heard (heard)
b-tch, i’m a demon, ya heard (ya heard)
b-tch, i’m a demon, ya heard
[outro: migodeuce]
aye, aye, aye, aye
yeah, yeah
trenchdemonz, f-ck ya heard, b-tch
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