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demon time! - vlone santana lyrics

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(intro)
ha aye (lil b*tch)

yeah ahahaha (yeah)

yeah hahaha (yeah)

(verse 1)
p*p*pull out the knife pull out the switchblade

balling so hard i feel like i’m mj

talking that sh*t and i pull out this big drake

i carry them sticks i carry them big things

kicking his ass i feel like i’m lui kang

stay with the clan i’m not taking about wu tang

choppa it switch up like some mood swings

can’t f*ck with that boy that n*gga he so lame

i’m with the team they all on the roster
ball in the paint like i’m iguodala

n*ggas so broke they ain’t got no dollar

rocking that fendi i’m rocking that prada

and i gucci it’s all on my collar

spot on that boy you know that we shot em

stay with my nina i feel like i’m autumn

draco beatbox we spot em we got em

(hook)

(yeah)
took a xan a couple bars

on my wrist be audemar

i feel like a superstar

o*o*on the block wе dropped that boy

can’t play me son no i ain’t no toy
i hold them racks up with joy

wе send that boy right to the lord

run in your house we kick down doors

we got them racks up on the floor

i got the guwap, but i want more

and we got h*lla sticks galore

and in the trap we pouring 4s

i keep my glock right in the drawer

and blow that b*tch when i get bored
(boom)

(verse 2)

can’t f*ck with no 1s only them benjamin’s

taking these percs yeah i’m taking my medicine

lil boy you a rookie and i stand as a veteran
can’t 1 up on me lil boy i’m the better man

keep on a lil tux man i feel like a gentleman

shot his ass up now that boy he a skeleton

swerve in a vette and i swerve in a rover

do*do*do*blatt now that boy slumped over

look at your ice, but my sh*t colder

keep an ak strapped on my shoulder
(yeah)

brand new glock it got a red beam

all these n*ggas wanna test me

kickin sh*t i feel like bruce lee

got my paper it be loose leaf

i’m real slime, but i’ll make your nose bleed

all these n*ggas they can’t hoe me

got these bands i’m on my lonely

and these n*ggas they be phony

call up vonte that’s by broddie

test lil bro he sn*tch yo chain

just like fredo my glocks bang

(hook)

took a xan a couple bars

on my wrist be audemar

i feel like a superstar

o*o*on the block we dropped that boy

can’t play me son no i ain’t no toy

i hold them racks up with joy

we send that boy right to the lord

run in your house we down doors

we got them racks up on the floor

i got the guwap, but i want more

and we got h*lla sticks galore

and in the trap we pouring 4s

i keep my glock right in the drawer

and blow that b*tch when i get bored

- vlone santana lyrics

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