D!ON BTB ft. D!on Lyrics

Hmm D!on BTB D!on BTB D!on!

Hmm I make you jump out your flesh

Stop talking out your neck say that shit with your chest

Hmm

They couldn't stand on business if I laid a suit on the ground

Fuck around with me get your car pulled

I'll spray that bucket bitch get your car pooled

D!on with me bout to clown you boo-boo the fool

Ain't named Bob but I stay with the tool

They got five for D!on come pursue

These lazy niggas bet they can't be seated with us uh

I'm Lady Cleo please don't make me call your bliz'uff uh

None of them tough I see them they looking rough

Like Hilary I'm a duff'em I bag these niggas I clutch 'em

He pussy before I touch 'em don't do shit but still it's fuck em

My body my magnum opus

Oh your body a gun? My body a gun too

Demarc-Rock Lee drunken fist like a screwed driver

One punch I sink your face in go get your diver

Rock your shit like Titanic ain't no survivors

Under the sea

Tell that bitch pull up his pants no one harder than me

Carry a stick and talk soft no I carry a tree

Loud pack coming with me smoke my opp I'm litty

I get so high off life this perc infinity

Yo like the infinity stones your man I'm bringing him home

He snap it then I clap it foreplay then go straight to the dome

And on the mic I sing like Britney free the nuts from it's home

I'm gone Might be faded help me slurp all the bone

It's Dee the D'Va baby best believe I'll squirt in your fucking home

I'll lather him in magic gagged him tryna go through my phone

I pop shit haters love me cuz I'm toxic I'm top ten

Watch this ain't got a Rollie on but I can make a opp-tic

Ain't never suicidal but I love a cutlet

Two birds of a feather get more neck than ostrich

We fucking Don't miss POW

Ayo D!on we need a smoking session

We too hot hot hot We too hot hot hot oh

Ayo Demarc we need a smoking session

Tell that bitch go get a cigarette cause it's done

Know I'm the sun one of one universe's son

Demarc the gun spray you niggas but don't fucking run

Do it for fun Cop a nigga then go fuck his son

I like em hung two inside it Dee don't run from none

And if you got a question motherfucking ask me?

I pass you city niggas waiting in the taxi

No I'm a gritty Jersey nigga where the cash B

I run the orchestra you niggas in the last seat

They been last, they been jacked, they been ass

Been ain't eating, Lent been passed

Talmmat guns everyone knows they have been blast for Christ's sakes

Done told one of 'em to slim fast

My mind's a dangerous place to be on, body a gun

AKA first 48 special thank you to D!on

We whiz kids and they peons with no life

They timed out it been eons they dead right?

D!on BTB D!on BTB D!on BTB D!on!