DYLZ - D3mon Plans Lyrics

Yo, uh, yeah, yeah, yeah, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, yo
I don't like white bitches, same colour rice
Take a trip to Starbucks, that's the first date night I got demon plans, when I land
I ain't human, got no hands
Understand me? Feel me, I got some seasoning, you don't need my reasoning
White bitches swear they special
They ain't flavour, they just salt
It's assaulting
My taste not that complex, just want a bitch who do text
And not ghost for weeks, Shit, I guess it's complex
I'm like Aphex Twin, I don't know what I'm doing
Press random shit until I'm f*cking proven
Proven to be great, but damn, I like to hate
If I ever won a Grammy, I would shoot the bitches in their face
I would shoot the bitches in their face
I would shoot the bitches in their face
Talk to me nice, if you ever gonna talk to me
Bladee said it right, swear these bitches never feeling me
Yeah, I'm so hard growing up in the suburbs
White boy, bitch, last name, probably Robert
That's berserk, bitch, that's berserk, bitch, yeah
That's berserk, bitch, what the f*ck
Back down, back down, yeah, yeah
Back down, blackout, Imma f*cking blackout
I'ma steal your bitch, I'ma take her to the back now
Oh, wow, shit, I got the demon plans I'm a real bitch
You'll never understand, I'm a bad bitch
I'm a bad bitch, f*ck I'm a bad bitch, yeah, uh, uh, yeah, yeah, uh

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