DEMIYAA
DEMIYAA
DEMIYAA & Lil Rae (ATL)
DEMIYAA
DEMIYAA & Lil Rae (ATL)
DEMIYAA
DEMIYAA & Lil Rae (ATL)
DEMIYAA
DEMIYAA & Lil Rae (ATL)
DEMIYAA
DEMIYAA & Lil Rae (ATL)
DEMIYAA & Lil Rae (ATL)
Poppin on these hoes because I can
Stop callin him baby cause lil bitch that's not yo man (that's my nigga hoe)
I hit up [?] I need my advance (julioo!)
I go hit her block up then I go do my lil dance
You got a 30 and a Taurus that shit jamming
This yo hoe favorite song
They turn it on it got her jamming
I won't put on no vlone
And you won't catch me rockin [?]
Got pregnant but she fuckin on 5 niggas, who the baby daddy? (that shit be crazy)
Might be a female but don't [?] in front of me gon take your shit
Rae taught me how to come out of here I bet I blow this bitch
Lil hoe you green you let him fuck and dip
You smell like fish
Tryna see why everybody hate my nigga like he chris
Blunt full of green look like the grinch
Pop out on her gon leave her drenched
I can't hang with her no more that lil hoe always got a stench
On the court not on the bench
Not yo hoe I'm not yo bitch
Got a gun and got my fists
I told my sister man we lit
Rubber band around my money dog shit look like a brick
Something like a joke this lil hoe funny
I swear broke bitches make me sick
Fucking any nigga that she see with money shawty sick
Cybertruck come with lil money
Lil Rae behind me with a stick
Baby you know that I'm classy
Slim shit yes I'm a baddie
I ain't doing this on purpose can't be mad at me
Tried to take my chain he gon here (gunshot sound) yeah that's a tragedy