D$M Cypher 2 (feat. $camaurion, JuSleaze, MJPAID, ScrumbleMan, Trdee, Fordio, J3, StanWill & Donnie Bands)

(Damjonboi) Plug said it's footballs around I told him throw a spiral Scratched off on twelve They thought that I was finna show the title Stomp him out and post the vid He sick he going viral We gon' slide OT They meet us on arrival All my opps broke as fuck I don't got no rivals Boy yo sauce running out You need a scam revival Marcelo Burlon tee on Bitch I'm feeling tribal Hit the road every day Ain't even have no license Ain't no calling my jugg phone Bitch you gotta Skype me Got a site that piece so fast That bitch hit like lightning (Boy the way that I punch shit) (You would think I'm fighting) '018 no ATT I go and hit Verizon 'Bows coming straight through FedEx We finna overnight 'em Don't talk about my ex That bitch dead Man these hoes is triflin' In the cockpit taking different drugs Like I know the pilot (If I catch a opp walking out the crib) (I'ma have to snipe him) Put a opp nigga on a T-shirt We finna advertise him 7.62s coming out the Drac' Look like Oscar Mayers Doing donuts in the Redeye I done popped the tires (Thirty dot on me goin' through at Walmart) (I don't shop at Meijer's) It ain't starting with no five I won't even try it And my six so exotic Niggas couln't find it Stacked as hell Was bunrt up in my benny's Damn near couldn't bite it Mom's mad Fucked around and gave her phone a virus And how yo bitch give me head I guess she open-minded Got a chop Not a Drac' Yes this bitch Osiris Shit be going through yo ears So its nevermind it Say you balling Check his stats What's his plus-minus Punch licks before the whip You was bus riding Virgil did the shirt But it's Purple on my pants Got a glizzy with a switch Extra clip for his mans You ain't SBDSM if you ain't hit the store and jam Brodie miss- Finna pop him on a cam Don't be hopping in this ride If you ain't really down to blam Choppa got a grip With a hunnid round under it I can't even give yo ass no bag 'cause you gon' fumble it You was playing with that WAP Now what's up with it? Please don't think that we don't got no guns 'Cause we don't post that shit Try me if you want and that's the day you meet the Lord Got that metal on me like a knight but not a sword I would hate me too I'm wearing shit you can't afford We been fucking for some hours Damn I'm getting bored You can't tax me Bitch I'm plugged in like a cord We gon' flip that bitch You bet not slide that Ford Weed sticky Bitch I'm off a three-five of S'mores Camping in the bushes Finna put him in a morgue This is not tomato juice Acky what I pour Shit I was searching for the red Think I need a deuce It's a light-ass day Only hit for two Better get your boo Say she like it how I smell Za and Jimmy Choo Conversating with the Wock' like I'm feeling you We just need your SSN We can push it through I'm moving different off the whippits and the gummy shrooms Like how you pull five racks and they ain't even new? Face a eighth say why not she think 42 Ron shooting basketballs He don't even hoop (Fat nigga but the jeans skinny) Helmut Langs on my body I done paid like three-fifty Big B's like runners but these not no 350s How you got no cheese but out here tryna beef with me How you got no cheese but out here tryna eat with me I done poured a whole hart now I got a three with me Left the ShittyBoyz show Now I got a freak with me And got her off the onion pack Lil' bitch in here geeked with me Choppa gay as hell It got some nuts but it twerk so crazy Running off, this bitch'll pat yo back Be done burped yo baby Purple jeans on my ass, I don't perp' though baby Fire blew him like the wind Put him in the Earth so crazy Buffs hanging off my shirt Collar got my tee drenched Every time I open up my closet I get seasick For my dough we done baked his ass like a deep dish We'll pull up waving sticks around on some Wii shit Za smoke Mirror tints I can't see shit LA, Miami, New York I took three trips .223s hitting everybody like a freak bitch On a steak diet You would probably think I lean sip Riding 'round with a mini Drac' and a mean bitch Fifty on me Pull up on her in a Hellcat She put that kitty on me Why you go and grab a thirty-six You got a mini Rollie That's a bitch watch Looking like a bitch with yo bitch doing TikToks Pints, 'bows, and pills Bitch, I'm juggling Cuddy in that Scat with the bee Hear it bumbling VIP booth throwing pape' You hear it thundering Off filet mignon I'm sick I hear yo stomach rumbling Sipping Quagmire I might get fat like Peter Griffin Talking 'bout he got the hoes but got a eater with him Me and you got the same shoes but I look cleaner in 'em (Like these exact same shoes) Celine off the Chanel I'm in this bitch triple C-ing Me, Ju, and Scrumble caught a opp We finna triple team him Pause New condo, I just spent a twenty on a Kaws Catch him in that deep Do him like I'm Jaws ShittyBoyz Dog Shit MIlitia You know what the fuck going on