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Daemoney - Fuck Slae Lyrics


[Intro]
(Dude Clayy, boy, you wildin', nigga)
Yeah, yeah
(Get off, June)

[Verse 1]
By myself like Tom Hanks, but it's syrup off the coconut
Fucked the bitch she hate the most, now a nigga over her
Always win like I'm Tom Brady, critics overshook
Top of the city, in every city, they can't overlook me

[Interlude]
Yeah, that's that new bag
That Godson shit, you feel me?
Hm, ayy, ayy

[Verse 2]
You ain't tryna get rich, then you gotta move around
Millionaires, real niggas, yeah, that's who I grew around
Never had to prove a thing, was raised on them proven grounds
I still cry for Tee, I need you, these flukey niggas clowns
Dеnim Tears the sweats on mе, got 'em just to stuff the check
Countin' all this money up, tryna figure out what's next
Fuck love, I can't lie, man, I need the Percocet
First class'll get the bag, but I'm thinkin' 'bout a jet
Quick to take a chance like Jeff Hardy
Slam a slut, my house quickly turned into a party
My thoughts get dark, so I end up pourin' dark
Niggas stupid, shit, I'm high as the moon, still the smart one
Make a fuck nigga jump over the bridge, this ain't parkour
I had to ask myself one day, "What you got a heart for?"
Nah, for real, though
I had to ask myself one day, "What the fuck you got a heart for?"
[Interlude]
Let it ride a lil' bit
Yeah
It's a mob meeting goin' on right now

[Verse 2]
Runnin' up that check, nigga, that's what fill me up
Broke a half, then broke her hustle, say she feel it in her guts
I only fell in love once, that's how I know these bitches sluts
Niggas wanna play slime, nigga, I'm the biggest one
My nigga keep sayin' that he been itchin' for one
I learned to say no, man, that shit slippin' me up
I cut out all the cap, man, that shit trippin' me up
I'm gettin' older, gettin' smarter, but I still don't give a fuck
Yeah, the cup's still dirty, the cargos hold thirty
I'm sleepin' in late 'cause I be gettin' wires early
Takin' shots from deuce since eighth grade, bitch, I'm Curry
Been in that lab, ain't seen the fam', they damn near gettin' worried

[Outro]
Yeah, they still screamin', "Fuck Slae," you still finished, fuckface
Fuck with me on what day?
Huh
Yeah
I'm in Boobie Trap off a whole four, nigga, fuck Act'
They still screamin', "Fuck Slae," you still finished, fuckface
Yeah
You could fuck with me on what day?
Hmm
And they still screamin', "Fuck Slae"

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