Palm Demons (feat. Fly Carri)
Vlone Von
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Yea LOL it's niggas saying that I'm broke Well I just made another bank deposit And I got every shoe that you can think of in my closet I got racks in all cash who the f*ck carry a wallet I turnt my nigga up I appreciate him staying solid I ran it up in high school ian never thought about a college Ion even want the bitch I heard the pussy got some mileage I'm a og in this shit these niggas better some homage I'm out here in the trenches niggas crying to they mamas Nigga I knew you was broke you never ate at Benihana's Nigga saying he a scammer he ain't never bought a number He say he above me I'll have my niggas put him under Ion got no big homies ion report to any niggas Baby you can whatever used to f*ck wit kiddy niggas He say that he a killer he ain't never did a nigga Got a shooter from the D I call that nigga wig splitter My steppers step on shit Bitch don't ask me how I'm stepping Told that bitch eat this dick up ian got time for texting Pussy woofing onna' net that nigga didn't learn his lesson I'll beat yo ass with my hands ion need no weapon Selling OG like it's Za you a goofy we got packs in Told you niggas imma get rich stack it up and count my backends I didn't really want that bitch I just wanted to f*ck her best friend Told her "when you come over you can not bring your fat friend" (The f*ck) Cus I ain't taking shit for the team I'm hitting her from the back and I'm pulling all her tracks out told my sugar mama that her sugar baby need a trackhawk (Vroom vroom) Bitch shut the f*ck up when I'm talking ain't no backtalk (Damn this bitch talk too fucking much) Pretty ass bitch and she let me paint her face Say she like the way I taste and she wanna have my baby She say that I make her wet when I put her in her place I'll f*ck yo main bitch and then go take her to buy lace fronts Pretty bitch say she want her face done Bitch go ask that other nigga I ain't dumb LOL this nigga bitch a eater And I just wet her face up Got bored with my last bitch we had to break up I like my hoes natural you ain't gotta wear no makeup If it ain't real don't come around don't want no fake love Y'all niggas be gangsters for the net yall niggas fake tough When we pop out we put that shit on hoes can't take us I see you niggas rocking amazon vlone quit wearing fake stuff
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Written by: Dacarri S, Davon G, SRT Baby, Vlone Von
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