4 demons - c blu lyrics
[intro: kk spinnin]
d*mn, like, look
d*mn, like, look
d*mn, look
(it’s kk)
it’s kk
like, look, like
rydondy
[verse 1: kk spinnin]
tell that b*tch, “just dance”
free all the guys, they way too advanced (uh*huh)
like, we spinnin’, we don’t need a plan
i*i*i catch a opp, head tap, then i go to the yams (baow)
we ready, we hoppin’ out vans (baow)
i hit a cop, like d*mn, that wasn’t the plan (it’s kk)
it’s kk, i love all the fans
you say you a opp, run up, then i’m lettin’ it blam (uh*huh)
y’all gotta get back for y’all mans
i’m smokin’ on tank, fat b*tch got put in some lam (bye)
i’m bendin’, i’m bendin’ again
i’m stuck in my ways, lil’ bro, no this not pretend
but i seen a opp with his mans (where you goin’?)
i back out the chop, one shot, and them lil’ n*ggas ran (where you goin’? where you goin’?)
but yes, i will clap at his mans (don’t run)
i’m totin’ this .10, any weather, i’m shootin’ on cam (baow)
but let me just switch up the plan
i’m on the 6, and i’m searchin’, like, where little bams?
but yes, i got beef with the fam’
my cousin a dyk*, and she said she don’t wanna throw hands (oyk)
but let me just keep it a band
i was a opp and i had to go spin with the fam’ (uh*huh)
and then i got stuck in the can
all of those times, the moments i lived it again (baow)
y’all lil’ n*ggas don’t understand
i was in jail, and i had to get st*rdy with hands
l*l*lil’ jj got punched with his mans
and dd he ran, when i seen him run up like a fan (oyk)
lil’ brodie just get the sedan
i’m ’bout to been catch a hit, and then i go to j*pan
i’m movin’ like i’m jackie chan
just keep it a hunnid, when all of this sh*t hit the fan (uh*huh)
[verse 2: kdot keepcl!ckin]
kk with me, ljay in the back
for my demons, i’m mentionin’ clap (uh*huh, uh*huh)
big oyk, i’ma leave it at that
n*ggas know what i do with the strap
give ljay the yerk, so brodie went lacks
lil’ matt got poked by a f*g
that sh*t not wavy, y’all need to get back (don’t run, don’t run)
in the alley tryna catch a pack
he throw a lob, and i’m throwin’ it back
b*b*bend through the ‘hill, lookin’ for my cousin (on bro)
catch lil’ bro, i’ma up it in public
oy, original youngins (like)
if you f*ck with them n*ggas, then you better duck (don’t run, don’t run)
if it’s up, then its stuck
four years in this beef, and y’all still doin’ nothin’ (like)
[verse 3: ljay gzz & c blu]
like, look, like
ayo, c blu my ‘ooter, he up it and flock it (baow, baow, baow, baow)
f*ck is a broom? we totin’ on a mopstick
.40 and .9, we hold that n*gga hostage (don’t run)
stick beam to his head, he askin’ us to “stop it”
cryin’ and b*tchin’, askin’ us to flock it
gettin’ off on the d’s, i’m totin’ on a rocket
see me a opp, he better duck his noggin (baow, baow, baow, baow, baow)
take me a yerk on a drive i be wildin’
kk with me he tellin’ me to “watch it”
hop out the v, get low no option (don’t run)
17 what? n*ggas need to stop it
we was outside, posted up tryna flock sh*t
oy, moved back, and we flocked him (oyk)
popped him, take that n*gga off the roster (like, oyk grrah, ahh, c blu)
[verse 4: c blu]
3 o’s in a year, who next?
n*ggas left lil’ n**** on the steps
paramedics pumpin’ on his chest
and them n*ggas, they still ain’t go step
his brother a clown, know his n*ggas soft
my n*ggas buggin’, really check the score
we been drillin’, since the age of p*b*rty
all this shootin’ sh*t, nothin’ new to me
think that i’m cappin’, n*gga check the stats
i had chucky layin’ on his back
gun ain’t jam, he would’ve been a pack
that’s a fact, no cap
sha he ran on woo, how you do that? (i would never)
ran on mali? n*gga i could never
we bend through that block, we leavin’ it together
flockin’ the opps, if it’s early mornin’ (grrah, grrah)
don’t rain in the snow, we bendin’ through whatever
bro got the .30, i came with the beretta
on three, flockin’ it together
baow, baow, hope you throw it back
oh you duckin’, tryna get some cover?
’cause if not, you goin’ with your brothers
[outro: c blu]
grrah, like
’cause if not you goin’ with your brothers
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