Curse

Like what
Like what, like damn
Grah, like gang, gang, gang
YD, YD

Like what, like damn
Damn, damn, damn, damn, damn
She, she getting neaky
Like shorty, she nasty, freaky

Opp thot, she gonna eat me
Like she a edible, leave a boy tweaking
Like, leave him bleeding
Spin through block and this knock i am squeezing

YD, I'm a demon, like
YD, I'm a demon, I'm geeky
He get tossed like a frisbee
I got his thot, I'ma eat her like Wimpy

Heard that nigga against me, he Getting shot
Don't test me
Grah, like I'm a god, I erase him
Thought he was tough I'ma bake Him

See brody lacking, we chase him
No ID, so we had to shoot him
All my niggas is goons, ooters
Teach him a lesson, no tutor

Like it's South Korea, I'ma nuke him
She, she gettin neaky
Like shorty, she nasty, freaky
Opp thot, she gonna eat me

Like she a edible, leave a boy tweaking
Like, leave him bleeding
Spin through his block and this knock i am squeezing
YD, I'm a demon, like

YD, I'm a demon, I'm geeking
Don't, don't, don't lack
Best toat a gun. or get hit with the tack
Thothy bending her back, but I want the neck

I told her relax
I'm a demon, no cap
Beam on the gun, I'ma shoot where he at
Grah, beam on the gun, I'ma shoot where he at

21 shots, I'm a savage
Shorty tweaking hit her with the backhand
Leave that boy in the past tense
Like he a fidget, we spin him, no capping

Make a movie, it's action
No Jackie Chan he get hit with the back kick
Split that boy he a fraction
Thought he was lit, so we made That boy vanish

Damn, damn, damn
She, she gettin neaky
Like shorty, she nasty, freaky
Opp thot, she gonna eat me

Like she a edible, leave a boy tweaking
Like, damn, damn, damn, damn, damn
She, she getting neaky
Like shorty, she nasty, freaky

Opp thot, she gonna eat me
Like she a edible, leave a boy tweaking
Like, leave him bleeding
Spin through his block and this knock i am squeezing

YD, I'm a demon, like
YD, I'm a demon, I'm geeking



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Writer(s): Thabang Paulus
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