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lirik lagu babytron - demigod

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[intro]
(getta beats)

[verse]
i done lost count how many times they done counted me out
so many horses in the whip, i’m like, ‘howdy, we out’
he ain’t even worth a ten, dudie bounty a thou’
b~tch, i got a sweet tooth, i’m rollin’ up brownies and stouts
the way i ball, f~ck around, surround me with some scouts
the way i ball, how the f~ck i ain’t go d1?
tell her find a d~ck, open up the fridge and eat one
everyone feel safe on they block until them creeps come
ain’t n0body tryna play it safe, we outside, boy
what i’m rollin’ up louder than a outside voice
tryna claim the hood, but he from right outside troy
had to take the switch from neph, that’s a outside toy
even if it ain’t a blog, them boys down five points
what i stuffed in a loose leaf about five joints
why you tryna play? you be done ’bout died, boy
if i told you ’bout your bae, you be done ’bout cried, boy
two~seventy~five, ninety~four, seventy~five
i done made a hundred off them three ’bout seventy times
every badge maxed out, i guess i’m a demigod
totin’ two~ six, servin’ bills, guess i’m le’veon
i ain’t eat with you at lunch, unless your name was kevion
talkin’ ’bout he gon’ k!ll us, like, what type of fent’ he on
overdid the shrooms, everything square pentagons
you used to tell mom, but now you tell the cops
heard they caught him with the dog, he should’ve stuck to sellin’ za’
shotta hit all eight shots, he far from a cheddar bomb
i don’t care if he toss a lil’ rock, send a bomb, i’mma send the mob
it’s a prop what i tell the cops
three words when we touch down, “set up shop”
if she get incentivised, f~ck around, press the bop
boy, the spot got more food in it than a restaurant
g6, i’m finna transform like a decepticon
know the b~tch face, but her name, can’t remember it
he ainʼt got a bone in his back, doggy tenderin’
camouflage chrome heart like i’m eatin’ venison
camouflage trx, lookin’ like a veteran
long live the gang
long live the gang, tris pops for they remembrance
i’ll let ’em have the whole clip, sh~t, i’m generous
tell yo’ b~tch duck and turn her bob, ellen degeneres
morocco china better treat me like the president
he ain’t the main character, his middle name, irrelevant
sh~t, i’m probably somewhere out of town you never went
handin’ the clerk an amount you ain’t never spent
he ain’t ever sent to blitz, he assistant coach
if i can’t get no head, b~tch, what you my assistant for?
ballin’ brodie choppa with the kick, i’m assistin’ g.o.a.t
already took earth over, b~tch, it’s a militia globe
a hunnid blunts, it ain’t no way we don’t get fee’d for smokin’
we gon’ make it very hard to sleep and put the reaper on ’em
guarantee i make her hit her knees off of a wink emoji
$hittyboyz, toilet got a forty~inch tv on it
what, his ears don’t work ’cause the ccs on him?
fans act crazy in my dms when the cd loadin’
game point, f~ck around and hit the gg on him
can’t believe you trust that lil’ ho, she be pee~pee blowin’
final form when i’m nowhere near my last phase
i just think about the old times on my bad days
huh, high as h~ll, just be reminiscin’
i had a pocket full of lit, so i’ma spend some chicken
it’s only right i act a fool
i wish i would’ve brought a snorkel, that b~tch had a pool
don’t let us catch you countin’ sheep, i’m with a pack of wolves
[outro]
aye, yeah, sh~ttyboyz, dogsh~t militia
mmm, aye
aye, aye, aye
b~tch, shh


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