Lyrics to Demon Seed
PlayBoy on this bitch but he ain't playin' tho
Yeah, yeah, oh yeah, slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt
Yeah, slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt yeah
Shots from the drac left a nigga dead
What he was talking 'bout
Tell that pussy nigga pick his casket cause YoungBoy about it
Won't make a diss, I won't say shit go talk to God about it
Let me tell a story bout a youngin' with a dirty forty
He connivin', he gon' make his money from them bodies
Momma's cryin, he the fuckin' reason that they dyin'
He so slimey, wipe a nigga nose that's that slime shit
Started slidin', got 'em thinking different that's that mind switch
Punch on a nigga for 'Lil Ben, his muscles full of them risers
Dump, died with a FN, his gun was still in his pocket
Live by lord, the way it end blood gon' draw from the heart
Transformation, look how I switch it, I was wrong from the start
You never said you let two niggas run a train
You never said that you was known for givin' brain
Bitch you done brought me so much pain (bitch)
When it's time how the fuck I'm gon' explain?
To the ones that I put last 'cause I was tryna be a man
I'm just sayin'
Your heart been aducted up 'cause it's been stolen
The only way to find it is the carats from the Rollie(I'm chosen)
Your heart been abducted
Decieved emotions, choices already chosen, promise already broken
Shots from the drac left a nigga dead
What he was talking 'bout me
Tell that pussy nigga pick his casket cause YoungBoy about it
Won't make a diss, I won't say shit go talk to God about it
Let me tell a story bout a youngin' with a dirty forty
He connivin', he gon' make his money from them bodies
Momma's cryin, he the fuckin' reason that they dyin'
He so slimey, wipe a nigga nose that's that slime shit
Started slidin', got 'em thinking different that's that mind switch
He throw gangs signs, pants off his ass
He say he bang now, them people told 'em fuck 'em
He came up and now they shame now
People say that nigga changed huh?
He look the same huh?
On folk king Dave throw treys huh, you’d be amazed huh?
Bandana on that 30 now, that stickll knock 30 down
That nigga talk is down, that bitch ain't never came around
Blast when that gutter 'round, he knocked 2 victims down
Trap got an eviction now, which one of you niggas snitchin' now?
He throw gangs signs, pants off his ass
He say he bang now, them people told 'em fuck 'em
He came up and now they chained down
People say that nigga changed huh?
He look the same huh?
On folk king Dave throw treys huh, you’d be amazed huh?
He connivin', he gon' make his money from them bodies
Momma's cryin, he the fuckin' reason that they dyin'
He so slimey, wipe a nigga nose that's that slime shit
Started slidin', got 'em thinking different that's that mind switch
Yeah, yeah, oh yeah, slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt
Yeah, slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt yeah
Shots from the drac left a nigga dead
What he was talking 'bout
Tell that pussy nigga pick his casket cause YoungBoy about it
Won't make a diss, I won't say shit go talk to God about it
Let me tell a story bout a youngin' with a dirty forty
He connivin', he gon' make his money from them bodies
Momma's cryin, he the fuckin' reason that they dyin'
He so slimey, wipe a nigga nose that's that slime shit
Started slidin', got 'em thinking different that's that mind switch
Punch on a nigga for 'Lil Ben, his muscles full of them risers
Dump, died with a FN, his gun was still in his pocket
Live by lord, the way it end blood gon' draw from the heart
Transformation, look how I switch it, I was wrong from the start
You never said you let two niggas run a train
You never said that you was known for givin' brain
Bitch you done brought me so much pain (bitch)
When it's time how the fuck I'm gon' explain?
To the ones that I put last 'cause I was tryna be a man
I'm just sayin'
Your heart been aducted up 'cause it's been stolen
The only way to find it is the carats from the Rollie(I'm chosen)
Your heart been abducted
Decieved emotions, choices already chosen, promise already broken
Shots from the drac left a nigga dead
What he was talking 'bout me
Tell that pussy nigga pick his casket cause YoungBoy about it
Won't make a diss, I won't say shit go talk to God about it
Let me tell a story bout a youngin' with a dirty forty
He connivin', he gon' make his money from them bodies
Momma's cryin, he the fuckin' reason that they dyin'
He so slimey, wipe a nigga nose that's that slime shit
Started slidin', got 'em thinking different that's that mind switch
He throw gangs signs, pants off his ass
He say he bang now, them people told 'em fuck 'em
He came up and now they shame now
People say that nigga changed huh?
He look the same huh?
On folk king Dave throw treys huh, you’d be amazed huh?
Bandana on that 30 now, that stickll knock 30 down
That nigga talk is down, that bitch ain't never came around
Blast when that gutter 'round, he knocked 2 victims down
Trap got an eviction now, which one of you niggas snitchin' now?
He throw gangs signs, pants off his ass
He say he bang now, them people told 'em fuck 'em
He came up and now they chained down
People say that nigga changed huh?
He look the same huh?
On folk king Dave throw treys huh, you’d be amazed huh?
He connivin', he gon' make his money from them bodies
Momma's cryin, he the fuckin' reason that they dyin'
He so slimey, wipe a nigga nose that's that slime shit
Started slidin', got 'em thinking different that's that mind switch
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