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No Oxytocin Video (MV)




Performed By: deviant
Length: 2:22
Written by: Alex Marshall




deviant - No Oxytocin Lyrics




These motherf*ckers craving my attention like a hit
Yo Devi I just dropped this track, give that link a click
Up in my DMs showin love, always at a price
Then when they see me face to face, actin extra nice

They see the work we puttin in, want a piece of the pie
Ain't ever do a f*ckin, thing, got em askin me why
We gloin up and they stay chillin in the same spot
They're f*ckin playing man but we still got the game locked
The game locked

Ain't nobody f*ckin with that New South Sound

Always lookin for a handout, Devi in demand
Run that fade lookin like a man down, Devi got them hands
They don't understand
The work that goes in, tryna get my share
Wonder why my heart's so f*ckin frozen, throw em in the ocean
No oxytocin

Expose all these fake cunts
Bitch boutta get hate f*cked

Ain't nobody f*ckin with the New South, got the juice now
Anybody want a piece? Get the noose out
New South, we got the crown so better bow down
Play dead, you bitches lookin like bow wow
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These motherf*ckers craving my attention like a hit
Yo Devi I just dropped this track, give that link a click
Up in my DMs showin love, always at a price
Then when they see me face to face, actin extra nice

They see the work we puttin in, want a piece of the pie
Ain't ever do a f*ckin, thing, got em askin me why
We gloin up and they stay chillin in the same spot
They're f*ckin playing man but we still got the game locked
The game locked

Ain't nobody f*ckin with that New South Sound

Always lookin for a handout, Devi in demand
Run that fade lookin like a man down, Devi got them hands
They don't understand
The work that goes in, tryna get my share
Wonder why my heart's so f*ckin frozen, throw em in the ocean
No oxytocin

Expose all these fake cunts
Bitch boutta get hate f*cked

Ain't nobody f*ckin with the New South, got the juice now
Anybody want a piece? Get the noose out
New South, we got the crown so better bow down
Play dead, you bitches lookin like bow wow
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Writer: Alex Marshall
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