Zee1K - Demon Babies (feat. LaBlakk) Lyrics

I say bitch I'm coming thru so y'all better make some room
All I shot was one bullet but dat bitch had hit two
ThousandGang hoppin' out 2 by 2 in every coupe D.O.A. dead on arrival man dat bitch
Ain't pull thru never heard of none of y'all like

Bitch who is you and if I'm fallin' best believe my niggas fallin' wit me too
Don't get yo ass beat up in dis party for actin' like you raw
Nigga dis da Militia you know who really run da Nawf
Crop ya out da picture, f*ck nigga you know we lay dat law

Drunk as f*ck up in da party, come too close I punch ya jaw
From da East ta da West, bitch I'm bangin' on my chest
Bitch I been official, got my stripes and plus I killed da ref
Man down, its a 100 rounds, dat nigga ain't get no help

Ima gun ya down fa being a dummy clown, hit at ya chest
Double back wit bout ten rounds and hit ya in da neck or at ya face
Wit dat drac, Ion spare bitches, I spray it at ya bae
Ion argue, I just shoot, ain't got no time fa a debate

Askin' when a nigga gone drop, nigga I'm goin my pace
State ta state, wit a dirty K, I'm feelin' like I'm Duff
Fulla pills, weed and drank, nigga I really be stuck
Nigga dissed me, ended up missin', bitch I pulled a M1

And I go circle with dem K's, I gave dat boy a fill up
When ya see me, bitch ya better have ya shit tucked
To the Lord where Ima send em, Granny think I'm heaven sent
My mama knowin Ima sinner, TG click chasin dat chicken

Long Live 30 bread getter, ayy
I'm wit my nigga and we clutchin bad, dats just how we do it
One call, he on da way, he got da blackout wit a cooler
Niggas dissin on my name, he don't kno I keep a Ruger

It's La Zee up in dis bitch, you niggas know Ian goin for nun
Bae, I gotta lick up on dese bows, dat nigga ain't een clutchin
Choppa bussin, no discussion, Ima put it on yo brudda
Goin on drills in GSU, real shiesty motherf*cker

5.56s slice ya ass up just like a stick of butter
I'm innat mode, treat ya like a toilet, bitch I gotta flush ya
Bow, bow, bow, bow

(Blakk)
Like, come here bitch, like, where you goin'

We sent shots out like the Navy
He was talkin' all that hot shit with his patna, told him save it
Told that boy you must ain't heard that we pin shit to the pavement
Fa every time dat we spinned up on them drops, yeah they be fakin

We got buku switches, come thru, rock that boy like he a baby
I'm a demon child my own mama, knew that she can't save me
I was tryna choose a safer route, but people wanna play me
But I'm still thuggin' big Glocks, you know that's what I'm clutchin

Bitch, I'm really out my body, bitch, I'm really out my top
Since you niggas feelin' bold, release some shots up out da Glock
Watch this f*ckin' body flop, on da corner where he dropped
BTB, bitch, Blaze the Block

I send dem spinnas, free my stack up out dat motherf*ckin' box
I can't wait to catch a hat, put that .308 to his stomach
I see red, I get ta dumpin', fulla XRS and I'm clutchin
I'm too high, I'm in here buckin', knock em out like Robitussin
I just shoot, ain't wit dat fussin
Know ya heard about da last one, nigga, go pick up ya brother
Got a 100 in dis cutta, I won't hesitate to bust ya
I won't hesitate ta do ya, .62 ta a nigga Medulla

Leave his mama wit some tears, 3NEM gone, it's been some years
In my heart, I show no fear, I pop out, I smile ear ta ear
Like a nigga got some grills, bitch, I'm always innat field
No cleats, no pads, if I'm ever on my last

Call me Mr. Snatch Ya Stash