D.K.M.V. Lyrics

Yeah I'm in the booth yeah high then a hoe yeah can't even lie huh

Niggas then make me mad bitch don't fuck around to kill my vibe

Bitch walk around sayin' we in a relationship lil' bitch why you tellin' that lie

Yeah walk around with a big chop in my pants yeah I kill one of mine I take all your guys

So slimy I'll fuck around take your pole so slimy I'll fuck around and wipe your nose

I be fuckin' this bitch while he sharin' his clothes

Niggas said he won't smoke but we know how to go

Nigga claim he a opp but he never had a pole

I stay shootin' that bricks putting holes in the door

On the block so young cause the world so cold

Get a truck full of work like I applied to Lowe's

When niggas that hit my car we had spun back five times cracked they shit like a egg

I ain't gon' beef with a nigga that ain't got no band to cover his fuckin' head

When I drive through the city no need to bulletproof the cars

Cause niggas ain't gon' shoot for the head

Yeah nigga where I bought a bitch nigga I ain't got no money to cover his fuckin' head

Yeah me and LJ we spin in ' together

Yeah 2x till I die nigga that's forever

Whole gang like birds cause we flockin' together

Leave this block lookin' bad I'm 2 Mayweather

When we spin light it up like we rockin' some sketchers

Nigga stay in his Bagg like I fuck with Ari Flechter

Nigga feel like Mike Jack cause I look at my reflection

Nigga said that he know me don't come to my relation

Hop out slide the doors that lil nigga a Sprinter

Treat a nigga like tag I'm comin' to get him

Niggas say he a dog so like Mike I had bit him

I do a nigga wrong leave him in the hospital

I had trapped out the spot till they broke down the building

Feel like Joker I give you a fix to that feeling

When I talk to the mic I know niggas that feel me

Yeah scope out the block clear shit till it's empty

When I up my gun I shoot the clip till it's empty

Nigga died over a bitch I ain't gon' do him like 50

Nigga tried to run off did his ass like Ricky

This Fourth Quarter pressure can you stand to the ending?

Yeah I came back winnin' I'm harder than ever

Yeah Treezy and Kazy some cold-blooded steppers

Yeah young nigga sin too much like the devil

Don't come fucking around unless you got you a shovel

Yeah I built this shit yeah brick by brick

And I take it apart like some motherfuckin' Legos

I told myself can't never trust a hoe

So I told that bitch that I can't from the get-go

Yeah these niggas too easy they'll brick at a free throw

Got my stripes at like nine And I play for the Bengals

Hit a nigga with fast shit hot and tingle

Yeah Striped like the ref and I came with my whistle

Yeah a nigga threw a diss so we sent out the missiles

Erase a nigga off the map all I need is a pencil

Yeah I can't even lie I was in class high than hoe

Sometimes I ain't bringin' no pencil

Soon my bitch get the lo I'ma send out and get you

If a nigga try to run send a blitz out and get him

Nigga can't say I'm fresh I walk around bands in my pocket

Lil' bitch can't fit in my denim nigga

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