Demigod (feat. Mook)
Midas GT
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Me and my niggas still catching them flights We don't even stay in the city All went Vegas to chill with some titties All in the section with 100s and 50s, you ain't fucking with me I'm auto, no semi, Ain't God, I'm a demi I hopped on the flight extra late My niggas had came in the city TSA they just be bugging He tryna land with the pillies Just came from Philly I started just tripping, I'm not talking bout being mad I trap for a living, been living so trapped, in a city That just filling up with some rats What the f*ck is you talking bout nigga Get me mad I'll hulk out on you nigga Oh my bad, I keep adding some fillers Just give me a minute to chill in the Villa I need a bitch to relate to me Put food on my plate, bake a cake for me If I'm in a jam catch a case for me How I'm looking for you and you chasing me We just be running in circles, stuck in like a gerbil Two straps like I'm Eurkle, I'm taking the reigns Sipping on purple, no nurple, come ride on a surfboard I know that you want catch the wave I just been feeling like Boogie and Hopsin I got on my hoodie and I'm still getting caught in the rain You can't relate to my pain, I hop in a foreign with Rico He love him that Benz with the bitch that be saying his name You is a lame , pussy ass nigga can't hang You gon remember my name, hop on a flight, I gotta go catch me a plane Me and my niggas still catching them flights We don't even stay in the city All went Vegas to chill with some titties All in the section with 100s and 50s, you ain't fucking with me I'm auto, no semi, Ain't God, I'm a demi I hopped on the flight extra late My niggas had came in the city TSA they just be bugging He tryna land with the pillies I can't really trust these niggas no more Nigga you can kick it in the Dojo I'm passing bullets nigga, Tony Romo SBML, can't you tell, I'm riding solo Never let a nigga or a bitch get too close Number 9 on my hip, like I'm Rondo 30 clip, hot shells, feed him hallows If a nigga fucking with my money, then he gotta go Lil bitch, im a runner, I stay on the road Nigga f*ck Billy, son Shine's the goat Get to this money is all that I know What you need, bet I got it in the low-low Pack touchdown, do my dance, imma showboat Call me Santa always keep around three ho's Got a white bitch sipping lean out the Hydro How low can you go, baby limbo Girls in girls, room looking like a rainbow (That pussy was bomb, C4) Too much drip, he gon need a fucking raincoat ATF tryna hit me with a R.I.C.O Gang unit tripping, cause I'm always throwing C-Notes Keep quiet, cause this shit could get lethal Niggas getting left, cause they wanna play a hero Now the cops mad, tryna find Nemo, huh Me and my niggas still catching them flights We don't even stay in the city All went Vegas to chill with some titties All in the section with 100s and 50s, you ain't fucking with me I'm auto, no semi, Ain't God, I'm a demi I hopped on the flight extra late My niggas had came in the city TSA they just be bugging He tryna land with the pillies I run it up Don't you go ask bout the drink in my cup Think you can top me you shit outta luck I think I'm giannis I might gotta buck We in the cities come hop in the truck All typa bitties, we don't give a f*ck About any you niggas, we up it and bust it These bitches tripping, don't come ring my buzzer When you just been drinking, and sloppy and fucking I just been creeping and lurking and hunting Hopping I catch me a nigga for something I was just hiding away in shadows I'm waiting for him to walk up, lemme dump him I'm waiting for him just to notice or something Shit get too crazy, you might have to jump in No Patric Swazi Cause we some outsiders and my homie sliding, and ready to up it F*ck is you talkin' bout, I put the team on my back I can see straight through the glass I had to run it up, cause they want me to slack Don't even trip about it, and you better man up And don't bitch about it, yeah we don't gotta talk if you really 'bout it Yeah I tell him run up if he really 'bout it, yeah Me and my niggas still catching them flights We don't even stay in the city All went Vegas to chill with some titties All in the section with 100s and 50s, you ain't fucking with me I'm auto, no semi, Ain't God, I'm a demi I hopped on the flight extra late My niggas had came in the city TSA they just be bugging He tryna land with the pillies
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