letra de coney time - damjonboi
[intro]
(jose the plug)
yeah (woo)
ayy, player (gang)
’bout that time, ain’t it?
sh-t
seen fetty poured up again, f-ck you talkin’ ’bout?
hm
cashin’ up his sleep, you hear me?
hey
the biggest, ayy
[verse]
f-ck benihanas (yeah), i want coney time (mm-hmm)
blood dropped two fours, we on kobe time
i should write a book about these b-tches who ain’t hold me down (yeah)
dog droppin’ disses, when you catch his ass, blow him down
it’s that time of the year to talk my sh-t again (talk my sh-t again)
took an l, bounce back and gon’ get rich again (yessir)
go and get you a mink and a strap if you in michigan (no cap)
f-ck around and stand over some sh-t like a ceiling fan
fans takin’ pictures (godd-mn), you know we hot boys (yeah)
you a workеr, do your motherf-ckin’ job, boy
n-ggas still sleep on me, i’ve been around, boy
i ain’t gotta drop, you still gon’ hеar damjonboi (no cap)
all i hit is bad b-tches (yeah), and got a bunch of ’em
fetty told me drop again (my brother), that n-gga know somethin’
go and f-ck a bag up (woo) and get some more money
new bag, but today, we spendin’ old hundreds
i don’t go switch up on some n-ggas that was here for me
she ain’t suckin’ d-ck? that’s a good way not to hear from me (no cap)
pimpin’ in my blood, make your b-tch pull up a chair for me (sh-t)
drop a bunch of tapes on they ass, we makin’ history
f-ck these lame-ass n-ggas and these dirty-ass b-tches
for the rest of 2023, b-tch, i’m in the gym
if the feds in our business and you post it on the ‘gram
talkin’ ’bout some dead n-ggas, i’m convinced you work for them, uh
unc’ been gettin’ money since n-ggas was ridin’ diamonds (skrrt)
k!ll him in his whip with his b-tch, do him like calvin (bah)
n-gga dissed me in a song, meet him at his doorstep
b-tch used to be bad in school, now she a blowhead
freak b-tch (yeah) suck my d-ck with a french twist
n-ggas buyin’ beats thinkin’ that sh-t come with a free ship
we can take that sh-t to [?], b-tch, i’ve been lit
n-ggas fall in love with these b-tches that we been hit, hm
play it like i don’t know sh-t, but i’ve been hip
no fly zone, y’all gon’ turn me into trick trick
don’t let that sh-t go over your head, b-tch, i’ve been him (i’ve been him, yeah, woo)
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