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demigod - fordio lyrics

[intro: fordio]
672, sh*t
sh*t, sh*t
(ayy, envy, make me one)

[verse 1: fordio]
mj scannin’, i’ma sell it by the line
tryna stack it by the quarter ’cause i’m tired of blowin’ dimes
she said i’m slime, did a door without tryin’
ju ridin’ down the set to see the [?] by nine
off the shroom in the four, in my zone but i’m out my mind
i can feel we gettin’ close, just a lil’ more grind
can get a lot of sh*t back, but i ain’t get back my time
so i can’t even have you ’round if you don’t got the best in mind

[verse 2: mjpaid]
f*ck feet gone, i ain’t get back my site
unc’ put the bag on me, he gon’ get it back tonight
and exotic pop around, we gon’ put it in a sprite
why you uppin’ on the ‘gram? lil’ n*gga, that sh*t light (gang)
you ain’t my brother, lil’ n*gga, pay the price
bust it open out the bag, pick a type
if he get the best of me, it’s a pint
she caught feelings, only thing a n*gga catchin’ is a flight

[verse 3: fordio]
six in a twenty, i done made the pop trife
mama mad that i’m geekin’, i just told her this my life
you’d probably crash tryna run some stripes
free yank, every day, it was a strike
[verse 4: mjpaid]
i’m the type that’s gon’ read between the lines
tons got some sh*t, d*mn near been to vietnam
she tryna f*ck me and i’m readin’ all the signs
where the f*ck a deuce? b*tch, i’m fiendin’ all the time
where the f*ck the truth? all these b*tches, they be lyin’
you ain’t gettin’ whips d*mn near worth a semi on
can get in any bag, n*gga, i’m the demigod
brodie got some sh*t to make a n*gga diddy bop

[verse 5: fordio]
sh*t, 2019, we was workin’ on live
[?] tell his lies, i can peep it in her eyes
[?] finna die, look for fordi to revive
before a n*gga die, i just wish they heard me out
f*ck with a broke, give her d*ck, then she gon’ poke
it give me old vibes when i put it in a stout
i just want a million, i don’t really want no clout
would probably trust some land, but i ran all out
turned to the drugs and i get to feeling down
her type was pennywise, she was f*ckin’ with a clown
tons hit your hood, n*ggas better hit the ground
bro pull up biggest load out a small*ass town

- fordio lyrics

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