DaVanchii

Watch me wishy washy
And she just wanna slop me
No, but I don't want no sloppy no
1 2 3 4 5

No 1 2 3 4 5 now she calling like da cellular
Ok I jus got dat shordy she jus like my melanin
She jus wanna ring on her finger this no settlement
But we can make entanglements and we could go and sever it

I just got that shordy she jus water like a river
Shiver, iso cold give her shivers
She a sinner, Me can tell she no beginner
Eat that dick so nice she just want it all for dinner

That gabble knuckle
Make him dabble, curse that tabernacle
Stop that laughter
Fuck her after, fuck that nigga zap em

Looks who's laughing
Look whats bracking
Nigga all in shackles
That's a capture

Thats a capture capture shordy I don't need it
She just want that epidural want that needle
She jus said she love me, shordy you a feener

DaVinchi yea Davanchii
I don't even understand it why she really flaunt shit
Shordy said she do not want me, dirty, I go laundry
And I washed up

Watch me coming out the coffin
Watch me wash up lil bitch

How you feel, I'm ill, now you love struct
Cuz I got feels, no feels
Off the xannie, show you how I feel mean
Ion understand why she love me of a bean

Davanchii Davanchii, why you always try inform shit
Yea davante yea davante I just slang it imma culprit
Yea Demontii he daunty, I don't know if you'd adore him
Shordy you know you aint no threat and you lost now

Lost now in dis verse
Milly rock, Milly rock inside the block
You aint even know when the good was getting hot
And my brodie hopefully they staying safe and get no shots

Atmosphere, I just got that lyso
Fridays gone, air thats no typo
Now he gone, he jus wanna slime hoe
Left him in the dirt, so outta sight tho

Left him in a hearse, that's recycle
Another cycle, but not really my cycle
No not really my type tho
But imma change her life

And blood A to blood O, that's no fight doe
Fire with the light
Now I get it, na

Davanchi Vanchii and she saying dat im locked up
Watch it how she put me in laundry matt and then I wash up
Watch it how she put me in laundry matt and then I wash up

And I washed up
Ion really got it, you didn't talk up

Remember when didn't have it you didn't talk up
But now you see me got it, now you want that beef no taco
We can hit it at you mutton nigga why you talking
Free my fucking Brodie, he just living in the coffin, the cells now

But no we do not talking no sells now, no
Gotta keep it on the low cuz they really tryna find me
How you tryna go if never even hide me
I just gotta go couple niggas tryna line me

Go I understand, you're lying
Fake nigga



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Writer(s): Nathaniel Ault
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