Displaced
Can you do me a solid and get me a drink, please?
I'm killing
Aye, just fucked another thottie, feelin like I'm John Gotti
Got the shotty, send ya body six feet deep
Put em in a coffin imma really be the reaper, keep another secret
Crazy the way I carry my demeanor, pull up with the heater
I'm takin 2 shots of that drank to the brain
Aye, blowin on that dank, gettin high off the pain
Ain't a thang bitch I'm going insane
So we bang, bring that fuckin flame, we don't hesitate
Let it rain, ain't no fuckin shame, let it meditate
Finna pay, you's a featherweight, I ain't tryna wait so I take that shit straight to the grave, aye
They don't want the beef no mo
Smokin but no weed gon blow
All the bitches wanna ride, got the appetite, and I'm feeling right, aye but I don't need no hoe
Aye, I don't need no hoe
Aye, I don't need no hoe
Aye, I don't need no hoe
Aye, I don't need no hoe
Bitch get the fuck outta my face
I'm feeling displaced
Get the fuck outta my face
I'm feeling displaced
Bitch get the fuck outta my face
I'm feeling displaced
Get the fuck outta my face
I'm feeling displaced
Bitch I'm finna pull up on yo gang, and I'm takin everything
And I'm Raining semi auto these bitches shaking bravado
I pull off and hit the throttle and ain't nobody gon follow
Aye, get the fuck outta my face
Aye, bitch I am feeling displaced
Aye, get the fuck outta my face
Aye, bitch I am feeling displaced
I'm killing
Aye, just fucked another thottie, feelin like I'm John Gotti
Got the shotty, send ya body six feet deep
Put em in a coffin imma really be the reaper, keep another secret
Crazy the way I carry my demeanor, pull up with the heater
I'm takin 2 shots of that drank to the brain
Aye, blowin on that dank, gettin high off the pain
Ain't a thang bitch I'm going insane
So we bang, bring that fuckin flame, we don't hesitate
Let it rain, ain't no fuckin shame, let it meditate
Finna pay, you's a featherweight, I ain't tryna wait so I take that shit straight to the grave, aye
They don't want the beef no mo
Smokin but no weed gon blow
All the bitches wanna ride, got the appetite, and I'm feeling right, aye but I don't need no hoe
Aye, I don't need no hoe
Aye, I don't need no hoe
Aye, I don't need no hoe
Aye, I don't need no hoe
Bitch get the fuck outta my face
I'm feeling displaced
Get the fuck outta my face
I'm feeling displaced
Bitch get the fuck outta my face
I'm feeling displaced
Get the fuck outta my face
I'm feeling displaced
Bitch I'm finna pull up on yo gang, and I'm takin everything
And I'm Raining semi auto these bitches shaking bravado
I pull off and hit the throttle and ain't nobody gon follow
Aye, get the fuck outta my face
Aye, bitch I am feeling displaced
Aye, get the fuck outta my face
Aye, bitch I am feeling displaced
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Writer(s): David Schmaltz
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