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lirik lagu sneak dissa – doe boy & southside

[intro: doe boy]
demons r us, demons r us, don’t come play with us (brrt, brrt)
demons r us, demons r us, don’t come play with us (gang, gang)
[…]
808 mafia

[chorus: doe boy]
i know i’m a demon, but these diors i rock, christian (these christian dior)
when i shoot that heater, better run, ’cause i’m not missin’
know that b*tch a cheater, give no f*ck, i’m not trippin’ (mwah, mwah)
sneakin’ through your hood (skrrt), don’t give no f*ck ’bout sneak disses (boop, boop*boop*boop*boop)
don’t care ’bout no prison, see a opp, we risk it (see a opp, we risk it)
caught a n*gga broad day (brrt*brrt*brrt), now he missin’ (let’s go)
you’s a sneak dissa, p*ssy, you’s a sneak dissa
now you ’bout to end up with a rest in peace picture (fool, oh really?)

[verse 1: doe boy]
you be talkin’, but you really sweet, n*gga
p*ss all on your grave, you can’t rest in peacе, n*gga
shooters on the west, shootеrs on the east, n*gga
my b*tch just like me, yeah, she like to creep, n*gga
i ain’t talkin’ bout cheatin’, i go creep and see, n*gga
shot up, now his homie screamin’, “please breathe, n*gga”
tried to warn you, i ain’t one to beef with you
light him up, he glowed up, yeah, we chief keef n*ggas (let’s go)
slump his ass over, he gon’ need help, dawg
choppa caught his ass in traffic, now his seatbelt off
i don’t pay full price for bodies, i get retail, n*gga (i get retail)
i just rolled your dead homie, how that weed smell, n*gga?
[chorus: doe boy]
i know i’m a demon, but these diors i rock, christian (these christian dior)
when i shoot that heater, better run, ’cause i’m not missin’
know that b*tch a cheater, give no f*ck, i’m not trippin’ (mwah, mwah)
sneakin’ through your hood, don’t give no f*ck ’bout sneak disses (boop, boop*boop*boop*boop)
don’t care ’bout no prison, see a opp, we risk it (see a opp, we risk it)
caught a n*gga broad day (brrt*brrt*brrt), now he missin’ (let’s go)
you’s a sneak dissa, p*ssy, you’s a sneak dissa
now you ’bout to end up with a rest in peace picture (oh really?)

[verse 2: young nudy]
r.i.p., n*gga (p*ssy)
yeah, catch slimeball in paradise, in the east, n*gga
still in the street totin’ heat, n*gga
run up on me, you feet, n*gga
gas him up, put him in the blunt, fire him up (yeah)
get a young n*gga, put him in the closet, have my young n*gga tie him up (hahahaha, ea*ski)
slime don’t give no f*ck ’bout beef, pull up on me, sh*t ain’t sweet
say you eat, i eat (oof)
say you creep, i creep on street
heard a lot of crickets on your street, you b*tches don’t want no beef (d*mn)
get my tummy full, i eat you
richer than you and all your people
n*gga, your negative sign, i’m plus*ed up
b*tch n*gga, we never equal (straight up)
’bout time for a gangsta feature (yeah)
doe boy, send them packs, i need ’em (gangsta)
this that real skreet sh*t, mane (gangsta)
[chorus: doe boy]
(oh really?) i know i’m a demon, but these diors i rock, christian (these christian dior)
when i shoot that heater, better run, ’cause i’m not missin’
know that b*tch a cheater, give no f*ck, i’m not trippin’ (mwah, mwah)
sneakin’ through your hood, don’t give no f*ck ’bout sneak disses (boop, boop*boop*boop*boop)
don’t care ’bout no prison, see a opp, we risk it (see a opp, we risk it)
caught a n*gga broad day (brrt*brrt*brrt), now he missin’ (let’s go)
you’s a sneak dissa, p*ssy, you’s a sneak dissa (p*ssy ass boy)
now you ’bout to end up with a rest in peace picture (oh really?)
(r*i*p)

[outro: doe boy]
demons r us, demons r us, don’t come play with us
demons r us, demons r us, don’t come play with us, gang*gang

- doe boy southside

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