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bang your head - devin malik lyrics

[part i]

[intro]

[verse 1: devin malik]
b*tch, get off (uh)
i was tryna be alone from the start (loner)
you can’t separate the whispers from my heart (yes)
and i know the jealousy can tear us apart (yes)
and i know the hennessey can tear us apart
mixing alcohol with egos, getting it start, yeah, ayy
backdoors to them moshpits, they parkin’ the car, ayy, ayy
i can make you rich bae, can make you a star
give me top, no bite (yeah)
my b*tch off, no white (yeah)
i pull up, two tries (yeah)
everything i say all stems from my mind, yeah
tortured mind, yeah
dollar signs, yeah
poet line, four*five, h*ll ignites, yeah
with my jersey getting called, i believe in it, yeah
find out your b*tch p*ssy bald, yeah, this evening, yeah
she like backshots, how i’m beating it, yeah*yeah
rubbin’ on the cl*tty, i’m pre*heating it, yeah*yeah
ain’t no competition repetition, b*tch (grr)
the kid ain’t a saint, we lit up a flame, you hit and you faint
we don’t need the trouble but what do you know, we’re spreading the name
’bout my chili ass and titties, chitti bang (bang)
[verse 2: schoolboy q]
b*tch, voilà (voilà)
i just put the twenty*five off the lot (hm, hm)
yeah, b*tch, they call me wop, i gotta wop (wop, yeah)
i might hit your b*tch, i like a lot, huh
b*tch, my watch (my watch)
hm, star*spangled banner in the clock (oh*ooh)
her mouth tsunami, i’m a mop (mop, yeah)
i dropped the top ’cause it was hot (hot)
f*ck off lil’ n*gga, you’s a not (no)
if y’all n*ggas gon’ copy, make a bop (bop, yeah)
my bank account be looking like a stream (stream), dsps (dsps)
give my ghetto hoe an m on ebt, hm

rich as f*ck, my winter overseas, huh (overseas)
(phew, yeah)
(ugh!)
i’ma throw up (ugh!)
and your cybertruck look g*y, i hope it blow up (ka*boom)
i just tipped a thousand to my caddy
them country clubs who think i’m servin’ cavi, huh (voilà)
show me who up top (n*gga)
bring me to his door, i’ll valet his parking spot
really i’m a wh0re, she gon’ f*ck me when i drop (drop)
p*ssy, i take score, if i’m shootin’ then he shot
[part ii]

[interlude]

[verse 1: devin malik]
lose control, shawty, can you keep your demons off me?
i been out my mind, but this time i’m out my body
past life regrets, windows down, it get sloppy
respect hoes, f*ck you [?] the shotty
got nowhere to go, just meet me at the afterparty
hotel lobby, before the party getting started
red light, just take it as your last warning
wake up in the morning, and forget we* ohh
poppin’ bean, poppin’ x, i done seen all of it
lone star, night shift, it get so enticing
she don’t check receipts, the life we livin’ too priceless
diamonds blinding, they can see the sacrifices, i’m tyson
they just can’t relate to what i’m fighting
money make her mood switch, show me where the light is
the crisis, acknowledgin’ my vices
and everything that life is, i’m real enough to write this with tight lips

[verse 2: devin malik]
topless, hoes everywhere getting boujee lit
pluto sh*t, pass around patek, it’s a groupie risk
i’m true to this
i’m just being me, don’t give a f*ck who you is
got the world inside my palms, i packed it up and i flew with it
they can’t reach me, everybody need me
call it three years ago, but ain’t no one believe me
now you can’t deceive me, i’m out the way completely
see me on the tv, i’m getting paid, believe me

- devin malik lyrics

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