Ay
She tryna tell me I should stay
Ak-47 word play
Cociane models and bottle they
Say that the world is what you make
Thinking
How many me are living inside your DM
DM, DM, DM
Thinking
How many me are living inside your DM
DM, DM, DM
They just keep f*cking me up
But I keep f*cking them back
Never know I feel like
How low, hollow bitches still fight
I go, bottles up, and still light
No wonder that I don't still light
This that purgatory boring story
Sell my soul to hoes like Laurie
Pros and cons I call that whoring
Make your choice employee your 40
I still sip like no tomorrow
Said it once my time is borrowed
Burn down roads El Dorado
Dare that bitch to come and follow
My mind is scammed
I'll be dammed
She don't want no superman
She just want be groupie fan
Loosly based off poppin xans
Still trip, mom I'm still lit
Call it feelings, steal it
I don't need it, bitch I leave it
Feed it, to the demons
Women fiendin, see them
Screaming need him, bitch I'm leaving
Ay
She tryna tell me I should stay
Ak-47 word play
Cociane models and bottle they
Say that the world is what you make
Thinking
How many me are living inside your DM
DM, DM, DM
Thinking
How many me are living inside your DM
DM, DM, DM
They just keep f*cking me up
But I keep f*cking them back
Ay
Twitter fingers
Talk your shit but keep a cheater
That boy spit quick man he like a cheata
Got his hair done up like he Vegeta
He achieving
Now u jealous
Want a remix
Bout all the feelings
Saw the set list
All the dancers
All the bitches I bring to mansions
That's f*cked up and I know
Still don't give a F*ck, cuz u were a hoe
F*cking my bros, not on the low
Now I got flow, never let go
So you can say what you want
Got afraid of the front
Get fillet off a blunt
Never stayed that enough
This is that NMD Adidas remix
To them bitches who been cheaters feel this
This a blunt away from fiending
See them, got me feeling Khalifa
We didn't make these promises to be abolished quick
I didn't take a f*cking bitch to be a problem with
She like to sniff a bit to lit I should've noticed it
I guess I didn't give a shit, but now I think bout it
Ay
She tryna tell me I should stay
Ak-47 word play
Cociane models and bottle they
Say that the world is what you make
Thinking
How many me are living inside your DM
DM, DM, DM
Thinking
How many me are living inside your DM
DM, DM, DM
They just keep f*cking me up
But I keep f*cking them back
LaLion - UrDM Lyrics
LaLion - UrDM Lyrics
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Ay
She tryna tell me I should stay
Ak-47 word play
Cociane models and bottle they
Say that the world is what you make
Thinking
How many me are living inside your DM
DM, DM, DM
Thinking
How many me are living inside your DM
DM, DM, DM
They just keep f*cking me up
But I keep f*cking them back
Never know I feel like
How low, hollow bitches still fight
I go, bottles up, and still light
No wonder that I don't still light
This that purgatory boring story
Sell my soul to hoes like Laurie
Pros and cons I call that whoring
Make your choice employee your 40
I still sip like no tomorrow
Said it once my time is borrowed
Burn down roads El Dorado
Dare that bitch to come and follow
My mind is scammed
I'll be dammed
She don't want no superman
She just want be groupie fan
Loosly based off poppin xans
Still trip, mom I'm still lit
Call it feelings, steal it
I don't need it, bitch I leave it
Feed it, to the demons
Women fiendin, see them
Screaming need him, bitch I'm leaving
Ay
She tryna tell me I should stay
Ak-47 word play
Cociane models and bottle they
Say that the world is what you make
Thinking
How many me are living inside your DM
DM, DM, DM
Thinking
How many me are living inside your DM
DM, DM, DM
They just keep f*cking me up
But I keep f*cking them back
Ay
Twitter fingers
Talk your shit but keep a cheater
That boy spit quick man he like a cheata
Got his hair done up like he Vegeta
He achieving
Now u jealous
Want a remix
Bout all the feelings
Saw the set list
All the dancers
All the bitches I bring to mansions
That's f*cked up and I know
Still don't give a F*ck, cuz u were a hoe
F*cking my bros, not on the low
Now I got flow, never let go
So you can say what you want
Got afraid of the front
Get fillet off a blunt
Never stayed that enough
This is that NMD Adidas remix
To them bitches who been cheaters feel this
This a blunt away from fiending
See them, got me feeling Khalifa
We didn't make these promises to be abolished quick
I didn't take a f*cking bitch to be a problem with
She like to sniff a bit to lit I should've noticed it
I guess I didn't give a shit, but now I think bout it
Ay
She tryna tell me I should stay
Ak-47 word play
Cociane models and bottle they
Say that the world is what you make
Thinking
How many me are living inside your DM
DM, DM, DM
Thinking
How many me are living inside your DM
DM, DM, DM
They just keep f*cking me up
But I keep f*cking them back
She tryna tell me I should stay
Ak-47 word play
Cociane models and bottle they
Say that the world is what you make
Thinking
How many me are living inside your DM
DM, DM, DM
Thinking
How many me are living inside your DM
DM, DM, DM
They just keep f*cking me up
But I keep f*cking them back
Never know I feel like
How low, hollow bitches still fight
I go, bottles up, and still light
No wonder that I don't still light
This that purgatory boring story
Sell my soul to hoes like Laurie
Pros and cons I call that whoring
Make your choice employee your 40
I still sip like no tomorrow
Said it once my time is borrowed
Burn down roads El Dorado
Dare that bitch to come and follow
My mind is scammed
I'll be dammed
She don't want no superman
She just want be groupie fan
Loosly based off poppin xans
Still trip, mom I'm still lit
Call it feelings, steal it
I don't need it, bitch I leave it
Feed it, to the demons
Women fiendin, see them
Screaming need him, bitch I'm leaving
Ay
She tryna tell me I should stay
Ak-47 word play
Cociane models and bottle they
Say that the world is what you make
Thinking
How many me are living inside your DM
DM, DM, DM
Thinking
How many me are living inside your DM
DM, DM, DM
They just keep f*cking me up
But I keep f*cking them back
Ay
Twitter fingers
Talk your shit but keep a cheater
That boy spit quick man he like a cheata
Got his hair done up like he Vegeta
He achieving
Now u jealous
Want a remix
Bout all the feelings
Saw the set list
All the dancers
All the bitches I bring to mansions
That's f*cked up and I know
Still don't give a F*ck, cuz u were a hoe
F*cking my bros, not on the low
Now I got flow, never let go
So you can say what you want
Got afraid of the front
Get fillet off a blunt
Never stayed that enough
This is that NMD Adidas remix
To them bitches who been cheaters feel this
This a blunt away from fiending
See them, got me feeling Khalifa
We didn't make these promises to be abolished quick
I didn't take a f*cking bitch to be a problem with
She like to sniff a bit to lit I should've noticed it
I guess I didn't give a shit, but now I think bout it
Ay
She tryna tell me I should stay
Ak-47 word play
Cociane models and bottle they
Say that the world is what you make
Thinking
How many me are living inside your DM
DM, DM, DM
Thinking
How many me are living inside your DM
DM, DM, DM
They just keep f*cking me up
But I keep f*cking them back
Writer: LaLion
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid