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mafia & militia - daemoney lyrics

[intro: daemoney]
(f*ck the fire, we got grease)
yeah
word to the mafia
sh*ttyboyz (yeah)
(ooh, it’s bluestrip, baby)
you know what the f*ck goin’ on, n*gga, yeah, yeah
yeah, alright
you know i’m sippin’ mud, n*gga
yeah
ayy, ayy

[verse 1: daemoney]
twelve hundred for the pants, hangin’ crazy off the lanvins (yeah)
clean cream soda, ’bout to paint it like a canvas
we the youngest n*ggas doin’ it, you can tell this ain’t average (i promise)
i swear i still be laughin’, i get paid off of rappin’ (wow)
i ain’t see a soul when i was out this b*tch trappin’ (i didn’t)
blowin’ all my money, i ain’t know how to stack it (d*mn)
all them trips to wisconsin turned a n*gga to a packer
off the xannies, i done woke up with a hollywood actor (oh, my god)
got a dub in all fifties, i know that it look pretty (yeah)
world tour sh*ttyboyz, we took over the city (the mob)
she got my name tatted, i done took over her titty
we got the trap banging like it’s marco sh*t and bittie
i been high all day, sh*t, i started sipping early (f*ck)
marni zipped up, my niece say i look furry (let’s get it)
if slae around your b*tch, then i think you need to worry (yeah)
you touch any n*gga with me, then i swear to god we purgin’ (brrat)
[verse 2: babytron]
me and slae globetrottin’ on a world tour
unky left the boy at home, he with the girl user
cut it out, the cap’s at an all*time high
dsm the dream team, could beat the all*time five
slidin’ in a striker, they ain’t hear us ’cause the auto*stop
took it to the spot and then i switched up to the autobot
the only way the bucket count is if you call your shot
chip for chip, you ain’t got it, finna call your bluff
i just iced mines, i heard you had to p*wn your buffs
if i don’t score on drank ot, i know my dog gon’ clutch
stack of 201s and a dub left the mall tore up
face god, pass your ‘wood, gon’ probably hog your blunt
if i ever got a problem, i’ma call akhi
next day, go and check my opp’s autopsy
mixin’ shrooms with the drank, rollin’ logs sloppy
trendsetter, push a b*tton, watch ’em all copy

- daemoney lyrics

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