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letra de demon time - connie diiamond

[intro]
(connie, you’re serious right?)
yeah

[verse]
they wanna see me on demon time
i hear them sayin’ the streets is mine
trip to the bank give me peace of mind
but i stay with the bl!cky, i keep a nine
i’m tellin’ god to give me a sign
’cause i know i’ma up it if b-tches try
got shooters and ubers to tell ’em slide
whole lot o’ drillin’ and h0m-cide
got boys in the hood we don’t care about
if they movin’ like [?] we gon’ let ’em out
shooters [?] like ricky, we bail ’еm out
i’m movin’ like dope, we gon’ air ‘еm out, huh
tell [?] i need a big bag
old hundreds that i been had
we still punchin’ on the pen pad
big stepper, yeah, they big mad
you know i’m on fire for hundred degrees
my [?] now they takin’ a plea
we doin’ sh-t that you wouldn’t believe
you ain’t trappin’ if it’s under a key
yesterday’s price is not today price
you want a feature, i’m uppin’ the fee
none o’ you b-tches is f-ckin’ with me
and none o’ you n-ggas is f-ckin’ for free
we at the bank
i’m really havin’ my way with this sh-t
what the f-ck did you think?
droppin’ my name in a song or a diss
you b-tches really be eatin’ them franks
i will never say a b-tch name
’cause i could never give a b-tch fame
get your soul lifted, yeah, big stain
coupe matte black when i switch lanes
your whole crew and your clique lame
get on my level, b-tch
you in the studio thinkin’ ’bout me
and i’m thinkin’ ’bout how to get h-lla rich
i try to keep it g, i’m on your fee
i know that you h-lla p-ssed
i’m ’bout to empty the clip on you b-tches
for thinkin’ i’m playin’, i never miss
but check it out, look
i said if it’s beef, come find me, yeah
stayin’ with the piece, no ghandi, yeah
all o’ my diamonds, they vvs, huh
bad lil b-tch like barbie, yeah
none o’ you b-tches can see me, huh
k!llin’ these hoes to remind me, yeah
i’m ’bout to hit ’em with a 3p
y’all wanna see a dead body? yeah (body, yeah)
[outro]
ayy, check it, look
boom, boom, boom, boom
uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, ayy!
hahahahahahaha!
big f-ckin’ diiamond
act like y’all know what the f-ck goin’ on, b-tch
haha! let’s go
(come check me
when you see me, come check me
thank you
’cause y’all musta forgot where i’m from though
okay)

- connie diiamond

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