Lyrics

She wanna chill with demons I'm off a thirty don't fuck up my mood She wanna spin in the V like Like I keep it on me I'm ready to boom They wanna hop out red light green light He dead and he gone go get him a tomb Like backup give me some room Like They don't wanna fuck up my mood She wanna chill with demons I'm off a thirty don't fuck up my mood She wanna spin in the V like Like I keep it on me I'm ready to boom They wanna hop out red light green light He dead and he gone go get him a tomb Like backup give me some room Like They don't wanna fuck up my mood They wanna come line up like ABC but the ABC got K Straight henny to the face If she wanna party she come to my place I was broke had to walk Watch this I'll be soon in a wraith No Travis still letting it flame Like curry I carry the game How does she think that I love her Like baby you bugging I must've confused you with codeine Sorry my heart can't pick up a call I'm on the phone talking to OG Call her my sis She catching assists I bringing the bottle she bringing her homies Ask the boyfriend bet he know me Cause they know what I do on my doly I know they mad I'm up Hold hands they praying I fall Like Giannis I shoot for the bucks Two hands I'm praying I score I know they mad I'm up Hold hands they praying I fall Like Giannis I shoot for the bucks Two hands I'm praying I score She wanna chill with demons I'm off a thirty don't fuck up my mood She wanna spin in the V like Like I keep it on me I'm ready to boom They wanna hop out red light green light He dead and he gone go get him a tomb Like backup give me some room Like They don't wanna fuck up my mood She wanna chill with demons I'm off a thirty don't fuck up my mood She wanna spin in the V like Like I keep it on me I'm ready to boom They wanna hop out red light green light He dead and he gone go get him a tomb Like backup give me some room Like They don't wanna fuck up my mood
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