letra de in the chapel - daquanboi
[intro]
dede is my pe-
shut up!!
gonna k!ll them in the chapel
gonna k!ll them in the chapel
[verse]
young niggy jiggy listening to lil’ d-cky
your girl give me hickeys on my black neck, pretty
never drink that whiskey but that wine will treat me
on the really do you feel me you gotta see me, lizzy
i just milly with a milli with a girl name lily
literally, little n-gg- me
lit a n-gg- be
roses and peddles
smoke in the kettle
b-ss with no treble
beat is on the stereo
molo, remi, colt, smith and wesson, and the thompson were our weapon
if you really wanna f-ck with us
the mob will leave you dead no evidence
relevant
heaven sent
man i sent 10 n-gg- to cut your neck
you’re upset
we went up to the set
now we run that set
i’m not the type of rapper who’ll make word with syllables but when i rap it makes think they’re on a roller coaster
i even got my merch store with jackets and hoodies, shirts and sticker and yes i even got a poster
i’m not the type of rapper to shoot anyone with bullets b-tch, i’m not even a soldier
when i make it in the industry i’ll look back on the people who doubted me and say b-tch i told ya
put it on a coaster
like i said that on my last sh-t
i’m really rapping here because i’m p-ssionate
after this gonna go gold with my songs and sh-t
and i’m on this
not that
not on crack
but i’m black
you don’t get that?
black don’t crack (don’t crack)
when i shoot you duck (quack)
quack!
look back
d-mn
and i’m taking all your money like i’m uncle sam
i was walking down the street, minding my own b then opd stopped me for no reason
literally did nothing but nodding my head to the beat and dance for no reason
asking me some questions for no reason
i guess it’s really that season
all year round that’s blood leaking
i guess that red on you look decent
please
i’m tired of this fake games
here’s a nade
sike that’s a nade
i’m david blane
disappear
i don’t know what to say
i got stuck whenever i hit play
i’m kinda trash on that wordplay
you heard sway? (what?)
i’m coming through with the gun b-tch bet all these n-gg-s start swaying
only 2 minutes but i got the 2 minute warning
b-tch you h-rny
i don’t trust devils so i need an angel to keep that horn on me
guarantee you never see
little n-gg- lit can be
apple tree my b-tches hot
pepper tree
all y’all n-gg-s are wannabes
honestly i k!ll them all in the chapel
8 men trying to make amends
thank god they’re dead amen
take a hint
i’m f-cking running with these bars
i’m doing sprints
i don’t flinch
when you swing at me b-tch
i’m gonna fight because i’ll never quit
daquanboi the hypocrite
i complement what i achieve while you’re giving compliments on what i believe
and that’s facts print it out black and white that’s fax
done
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