Demotus - Back Then lyrics

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Demotus - Back Then lyrics

[Hook: Demotus] I remember back when they wouldn't f** with us Now they wanna f** with us Shout out to my plug Shout out to them gramps And all of my customers I'm rolling up trees you rolling up branches I don't understand it I stay with that chopper that make em do dances I don't give em chances Cause I remember back when they wouldn't f** with us Now they wanna f** with us Shout out to my plug Shout out to them gramps And all of my customers I'm rolling up trees you rolling up branches I don't understand it I stay with that chopper that make em do dances I don't give em chances I don't give em chances [Verse 1: Demotus] I don't give a f** about n***a talking sh** If you with it you could get it p**y n***a where you live Aye, put it on my grave You won't never get away, aye f** whatchu say f** all them ops I'm just counting up guap at the top And they can't get from under us I'm counting this money up Then I go back to the trap And I watch how it double up Then smoke like some mufflers I know they listen and wishing But they cannot f** with us They can't even stomach us And I be hanging with savages I call my brothers up And then they all run from us And then they all run from us All my n***as really with the sh**s You a b**h, we get rich You smoke on roaches we smoking on zips We sack them commas up Then split the profit up Them n***as watching us they can't do sh** There ain't no stopping us Same people copping us We're the ones talking sh** n***a we lit [Hook: Demotus] I remember back when they wouldn't f** with us Now they wanna f** with us Shout out to my plug Shout out to them gramps And all of my customers I'm rolling up trees you rolling up branches I don't understand it I stay with that chopper that make em do dances I don't give em chances Cause I remember back when they wouldn't f** with us [Verse 2/Outro: Demotus] I don't give a f** about n***a talking sh** If you with it you could get it p**y n***a where you live Put it on my grave You won't never get away, aye f** whatchu say n***a f** whatchu say, aye Rich young n***a from the bay, aye I see that a lot of n***as scared so they pray Let em pray, aye I be getting money everyday, aye Bunch of n***as tryna get my line Get out my face b**h, aye