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COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Damien Hunter
Damien Hunter
Lyrics

Lyrics

I done made a way i'm feelin' special
Break his h— right down she feelin' special
(I like the way she throwing that)
Demons time got modes i flip the schedule
Pop out on a bully and bring the stretcher
Bae I'll erase his a— just let 'em go
Thunder clip get to spazzin' like a tesla
Draw down let it hit and get the next one
Bullets bouncing got an extra mag
Riding with my brothers
This incredible
Tire slash the road we rub the engine
Ain't no catching us
And all my life been cold
So I designer European every coat
And I didn't have it all
I'm with my members closing out the store
And I ain't get your message
H— you burnt I hit my stick and roll
Oxycodeine what she brought me out
She want me to send her home
And respect the war with gang
Or we take to where
Your mama stay and I don't send no warning
Shots you slipping not seeing my poker face
And she know I'm the realest
I'm with killers what you tryna say?
You ain't hurt nobody just keep thinking on
What I'm tryna say
Respect the war with gang
Don't lose your life it's bout what I say
Double nine honor my rank
You talk in respect or i get melly again
You still outside
Lovin' all these h— with me
That's dyin' to hit
Fixing on my schedule
Oh exotic she gon' call again
I ain't with no talkin' huh get to steppin'
Marchin' major you done woke
Up crazy cocky with this g lock
So i'ma blaze em
Spazzin' with this tech
A side of me I can see me chase em
Anytime I try to amount to right
And they gon' say I'm wrong
Going out the cold blooded route
I'm verse the world alone
You done pissed me off for the last time
H—don't call my phone
Disses out my reaches
I don't see it what you telling me
I ain't even checked on that
I check my phone I see a peon again
I won't break a sweat
I'm breaking codes I'm breaking dates
It's nun you can't put your trust inside
A h— i'm telling my lil one run it
Cocky with this one b— with the pin
I'm tellin that lil h— run it
We gone whip that slime sh—
Tell that boy we do it for nun
Man i'm tired of all these p— a—
N— always talkin f— you talkin about?
We ain't saying nun. don't nun of that
Sh— mean nun to me real double nine n—
Turned up off them red dots
We swing the s— for nun
That suppresses make a h— s—
Damn we caught him running
Damn b— you know your head hot
I left the engine running
Damn b— you know your head hot
I left the engine running
This convertible we gone close the curtains
When we f— we got slimes in here
I done brought these glocks and f—
Guns and all these dr—s in here
Palm angel pretty from the gram
She like the dubs in here
This a Uber Eats a party
She get what she want in here
Written by: Damien Hunter
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