Lyrics DCF - Devy Shh feat. o69kai
Devy,
pick
up
the
phone
I
said
I
gotta
make
it
right
now
Niggas
wanna
see
me
lights
out
I'm
high
up,
I
can't
pipe
down
Mama,
it's
gon'
be
alright
now
I
said
I
gotta
keep
a
high
head
while
I'm
moving
through
this
traffic
R.I.P.
my
brothers
that
ain't
make
it
out
this
madness
Who
would
ever
thought
that
tables
turn
and
shit
get
tragic
But
yes,
I
learned
one
thing,
you
live
and
learn
to
keep
yo'
balance
Get
yo'
bread
up
Niggas
wanna
see
me
lose,
shit
got
me
fed
up
I
got
this
glocky,
it
might
shoot,
this
shit
got
red
dot
And
we
ain't
ducking
from
you,
bitch
you
catch
a
head
shot
My
watch,
that
shit
don't
ever
tick,
bitch
this
a
dead
clock,
dead
clock
Hit
'em
in
his
brain
Go
insane,
when
that
40
bang
That's
the
only
time
I
numb
my
pain,
with
a
double
cup
Mix
it
with
some
weed
and
have
some
fun
with
us
Bitches
always
picking
sides
so
I
don't
ever
fuck
with
them
Niggas
slippy
slimy
like
a
snake
so
Ion
fuck
with
them
Yeah,
I
don't
fuck
with
them
I'm
on
yo'
block
with
a
chop
out
Tell
a
pussy
nigga
pop
out
I'm
high
up,
I
can't
pipe
down
Mama,
it's
gon
be
okay
I
said
I
gotta
make
it
right
now
Niggas
wanna
see
me
lights
out
I'm
high
up,
I
can't
pipe
down
Mama,
it's
gon'
be
alright
now
I
said
I
gotta
keep
a
high
head
while
I'm
moving
through
this
traffic
R.I.P.
my
brothers
that
ain't
make
it
out
this
madness
Who
would
ever
thought
that
tables
turn
and
shit
get
tragic
But
yes,
I
learned
one
thing,
you
live
and
learn
to
keep
yo'
balance
Get
yo'
bread
up
Niggas
wanna
see
me
lose,
shit
got
me
fed
up
I
got
this
glocky,
it
might
shoot,
this
shit
got
red
dot
And
we
ain't
ducking
from
you,
bitch
you
catch
a
head
shot
My
watch,
that
shit
don't
ever
tick,
bitch
this
a
dead
clock,
dead
clock
I'm
on
your
block
with
a
chop
out
Tell
a
pussy
nigga
pop
out
I
know
some
niggas
want
me
shot,
I
gotta
move
around
with
caution
Told
bro
Kai
pass
me
the
chop,
he
said
"Nah
bro,
just
let
me
off
'em"
Now
we
spinning
through
these
blocks
with
glocks,
they
locked
and
loaded
often
Niggas
stay
talking
a
lot
but
now
they
silent
in
the
coffin
Fuck
you
saying,
bitch
we
lost
'em
I
said
I
gotta
make
it
right
now
Niggas
wanna
see
me
lights
out
I'm
high
up,
I
can't
pipe
down
Mama,
it's
gon'
be
alright
now
I
said
I
gotta
keep
a
high
head
while
I'm
moving
through
this
traffic
R.I.P.
my
brothers
that
ain't
make
it
out
this
madness
Who
would
ever
thought
that
tables
turn
and
shit
get
tragic
But
yes,
I
learned
one
thing,
you
live
and
learn
to
keep
yo'
balance
Get
yo'
bread
up
Niggas
wanna
see
me
lose,
shit
got
me
fed
up
I
got
this
glocky,
it
might
shoot,
this
shit
got
red
dot
And
we
ain't
ducking
from
you,
bitch
you
catch
a
head
shot
My
watch,
that
shit
don't
ever
tick,
bitch
this
a
dead
clock,
dead
clock
1 Nightmare (#1 Slime)
2 You Gotta Move Too
3 Miserable
4 Pieces
5 Goin' Hard
6 It Don't Matter
7 Mentions (Change)
8 NUMB
9 GOAT
10 Don't Need It
11 JENGA
12 Green Goblin
13 AGAIN
14 Sweet Aromatic
15 DANGEROUS
16 S!ng!n' 4 Her L!fe
17 DCF
18 About You (Outro)
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