DEF Davyne - Done Lyrics

Yeah
Ayy
Bdd bop bop bop
Bdd bop bop bop
Blaw
Bop Bop
Blaw
This that hoodoo
This that voodoo
Bad juju
This that funk
This that Nina
This that heater
This that we can pop the trunk
This that killer
Death dealer
None realer
Ain't no punk
This that spirit
Best to fear it
Don't come near it
Or ya done
This that hoodoo
This that voodoo
Bad juju
This that funk
This that Nina
This that heater
This that we can pop the trunk
This that killer
Death dealer
None realer
Ain't no punk
This that spirit
Best to fear it
Don't come near it
Or ya done
Done
I would say that you in debt to me, huh
But f*ck that shit, bitch you dead to me
This a eulogy, this an effigy
F*ck your whole family, I'ma pop you like a Kennedy
You should call me pops, cuz I fathered you and blessed my seed
Funny how your best friends, can make the worst enemies
Flex and squeeze, like you really wanna come and test my steez
But long as I'm alive, you second place at best the letter B
If you still got beef, I suggest your bitch ass, let it be
Top dollar ammo, in my magazine, you'll get for free
Like a death decree, enforced with force, a source of messagery
A sorcerer with full course recipes that'll make you rest in peace
This that hoodoo
This that voodoo
Bad juju
This that funk
This that Nina
This that heater
This that we can pop the trunk
This that killer
Death dealer
None realer
Ain't no punk
This that spirit
Best to fear it
Don't come near it
Or ya done
This that hoodoo
This that voodoo
Bad juju
This that funk
This that Nina
This that heater
This that we can pop the trunk
This that killer
Death dealer
None realer
Ain't no punk
This that spirit
Best to fear it
Don't come near it
Or ya done
This that sage, known for burning sage, 'bout to turn the page
Ain't no evil in my presence, you peasants best earn your wage
You's a one trick pony, that can barely work a stage
On my dick, cuz you phony, bitch ass niggaz hurt my brain, my brain hurt
I been Abel, like The Weeknd since the birth of Cain
And keep more dope lines, then niggaz out here serving 'Caine
Follow me down to Hell let's make a bet, who's the first in pain
The first to burst in flames, pray to God, then curse his name, damn it
My game so tight, I could swerve the rain
I was made for flight, letting my rubber burn that lane
I was raised on light, act like you heard my name
Young Lucifer, bigger than Jupiter plus I be coming with gas and murdering lames
This that hoodoo
This that voodoo
Bad juju
This that funk
This that Nina
This that heater
This that we can pop the trunk
This that killer
Death dealer
None realer
Ain't no punk
This that spirit
Best to fear it
Don't come near it
Or ya done
This that hoodoo
This that voodoo
Bad juju
This that funk
This that Nina
This that heater
This that we can pop the trunk
This that killer
Death dealer
None realer
Ain't no punk
This that spirit
Best to fear it
Don't come near it
Or ya done
Done