Devils in My Section
(Zaytoven)
(This is not a diss, it's just the truth)
(Wop)
(Go)
Middle of November, it ain't even December
Nigga brought my name up, I guess they don't remember
Avondale to Canlobow to 'Crest to Allen Temple (huh?)
Yeah, play with Gucci Mane, I'm sendin' your ass to Donald Trump
I can still remember (yeah), I popped him like a pimple (woo)
I read the autopsy, bullets went straight through his dimple (pew, pew)
My gunners, they got gunners
My runners, they got runners
I'm low-ballin' the number when I front 'em, please don't fumble (skrrt)
They say I was "too thugged out", wouldn't let me meet Obama ('Bama)
The judge said I'm "a problem", said it right in front of my mama (mama)
I'm thinkin' to myself, "What would you have done, your honor?" (Honor)
Pistol-whip that bitch who set me up out her pajamas (bitch)
Fuckin' mulinanes tried to test Gucci cajons (mula, yeah)
Last thing I heard that in the woods, that's a rumor
See, I'm the type that pull up too deep in a rental (skrrt)
Who wanna go to hell? 'Cause Gucci tryna send you
It's a lot of demons in my section, please remember (yeah)
If you ain't bustin' fire, then you can't be a member (go)
It's a lot of devils in my section, please remember
If you ain't got no bodies, then you can't be a member (Wop)
(This is not a diss, it's just the truth)
(Wop)
(Go)
Middle of November, it ain't even December
Nigga brought my name up, I guess they don't remember
Avondale to Canlobow to 'Crest to Allen Temple (huh?)
Yeah, play with Gucci Mane, I'm sendin' your ass to Donald Trump
I can still remember (yeah), I popped him like a pimple (woo)
I read the autopsy, bullets went straight through his dimple (pew, pew)
My gunners, they got gunners
My runners, they got runners
I'm low-ballin' the number when I front 'em, please don't fumble (skrrt)
They say I was "too thugged out", wouldn't let me meet Obama ('Bama)
The judge said I'm "a problem", said it right in front of my mama (mama)
I'm thinkin' to myself, "What would you have done, your honor?" (Honor)
Pistol-whip that bitch who set me up out her pajamas (bitch)
Fuckin' mulinanes tried to test Gucci cajons (mula, yeah)
Last thing I heard that in the woods, that's a rumor
See, I'm the type that pull up too deep in a rental (skrrt)
Who wanna go to hell? 'Cause Gucci tryna send you
It's a lot of demons in my section, please remember (yeah)
If you ain't bustin' fire, then you can't be a member (go)
It's a lot of devils in my section, please remember
If you ain't got no bodies, then you can't be a member (Wop)
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Writer(s): Radric Delantic Davis, Xavier Dotson
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