Sneak Dissa

[Intro: Doe Boy]

Demons R Us, Demons R Us, don't come play with us (Brrt, brrt)

Demons R Us, Demons R Us, don't come play with us (Gang, gang)

808 Mafia

[Chorus: Doe Boy]

I know I'm a demon, but these Diors I rock, Christian (These Christian Dior)

When I shoot that heater, better run, 'cause I'm not missin' (Let's go)

Know that bitch a cheater, give no fuck, I'm not trippin' (Mwah, mwah)

Sneakin' through your hood (Skrrt), give no fuck 'bout sneak disses (Boop-boop-boop-boop)

Don't care 'bout no prison, see a opp, we risk it (See a opp, we risk it)

Caught a nigga broad day (Brrt-brrt-brrt), now he missin' (Let's go)

You's a sneak dissa, pussy, you's a sneak dissa

Now you 'bout to end up with a Rest-in-Peace picture (Fool, oh really?)

[Verse 1: Doe Boy]

You be talkin', but you really sweet, nigga

Piss all on your grave, you can't rest in pеace, nigga

Shooters on the wеst, shooters on the east, nigga

My bitch just like me, yeah, she like to creep, nigga (Oh really?)

I ain't talkin' bout cheatin', I go creep and see, nigga (Skrrt)

Shot up, now his homie screamin', "Please breathe, nigga"

Tried to warn you, I ain't one to beef with you

Light him up, he glowed up, yeah, we Chief Keef niggas (Let's go)

Slump his ass over, he gon' need help, dawg

Choppa caught his ass in traffic, knocked his seatbelt off

I don't pay full price for bodies, I get retail, nigga (I get retail)

Brodie rolled your dead homie, how that weed smell, nigga?

[Chorus: Doe Boy]

I know I'm a demon, but these Diors I rock, Christian (These Christian Dior)

When I shoot that heater, better run, 'cause I'm not missin' (Let's go)

Know that bitch a cheater, give no fuck, I'm not trippin' (Mwah, mwah)

Sneakin' through your hood, give no fuck 'bout sneak disses (Boop-boop-boop-boop)

Don't care 'bout no prison, see a opp, we risk it (See a opp, we risk it)

Caught a nigga broad day (Brrt-brrt-brrt), now he missin' (Let's go)

You's a sneak dissa, pussy, you's a sneak dissa

Now you 'bout to end up with a Rest-in-Peace picture (Oh really?)

[Verse 2: Young Nudy]

R.I.P., nigga (Pussy)

Yeah, catch SlimeBall in Paradise, in the east, nigga

Still in the street totin' heat, nigga

Run up on me, you feet, nigga

Gas him up, put him in the blunt, fire him up (Yeah)

Get a young nigga, put him in the closet, have my young nigga tie him up (Hahahaha, EA-ski)

Slime don't give no fuck 'bout beef, pull up on me, shit ain't sweet

Say you eat, I eat (Oof)

Say you creep, I creep on street

Heard a lot of crickets on your street, you bitches don't want no beef (Damn)

Get my tummy full, I eat you

Richer than you and all your people

Nigga, you a negative sign, I'm plussed up

Bitch nigga, we never equal (Straight up)

'Bout time for a gangsta feature (Yeah)

Doe Boy, send them packs, I need 'em (Gangsta)

This that real skreet shit, mane (Gangsta)

[Chorus: Doe Boy]

(Oh really?) I know I'm a demon, but these Diors I rock, Christian (These Christian Dior)

When I shoot that heater, better run, 'cause I'm not missin'

Know that bitch a cheater, give no fuck, I'm not trippin' (Mwah, mwah)

Sneakin' through your hood, give no fuck 'bout sneak disses (Boop-boop-boop-boop)

Don't care 'bout no prison, see a opp, we risk it (See a opp, we risk it)

Caught a nigga broad day (Brrt-brrt-brrt), now he missin' (Let's go)

You's a sneak dissa, pussy, you's a sneak dissa (Pussy ass boy)

Now you 'bout to end up with a Rest in Peace picture (Oh really?)

(R-I-P)

[Outro: Doe Boy]

Demons R Us, Demons R Us, don't come play with us

Demons R Us, Demons R Us, don't come play with us, gang-gang