#BTDC

Lyrics

[Verse 1: Louverture] I'm too fucked up, In a cyber city with cyber shawties, we high off them drugs Pulled one out of my harem, bussed it down, girl thicker than a mug Said she tryna fuck, I kiss her neck while I grip on her butt She my nympho: think she my Albedo so I stay in her guts Told me rough her up… Looked deep in her eyes, knew shawty was a slut, slut, slut On my rod she gluck, pop, pop bottles on her bust I got way more sauce than you and your crew that's why you copy us (I'll be blunt) Defied all the odds, done took they hoes, I know my enemiеs hurting Tired of the fake shit, I been tеaring down the digital curtain Slaughter for my cause, sexy nigga, I'm too posh Went from worker to a boss like… [Bridge: FAVES x Louverture] In a cyber city with cyber shawties (shawties) What's Behind The Digital Curtain? (reign forever) In a cyber city with cyber (shaw-shaw-shaw) Louie, this is one of my FAVES! Ru-r-r-ru-r-r-r-ruling everything D-d-d-d-d-d-down the digital curtain-curtain (CYBERPOP 2) [Bridge 2: Louverture] Hate to see you leave but love to see you go Freaky demon, she gon drop it for the goat Pop that, go 'head shawty, drop it low Pop that, go 'head shawty, drop it low [Verse 2: Connor Quest] Back at my crib set up, been let her Practice new twitch metas In her Twitter header, cause the sex made her walk like the Don with the pink feathers Gave her my sword like I modded her I been the source of what's gotten her Hot under collars, she hear me and perk up like popping a gobblegum Couple of bottles, she lifting it back, I say bottoms up ASMR-rated Whispers she likes my sauvage fragrance Using her mother tongue fast paced and I don't need a translation Like a BTS Stan but she's a quest fan Brain go like she doing thesis exams Getting links locally, and overseas Stay up all night just to beat the jet lag Fuck a follower count I got DM requests from the models you browse Get more than a block for not watching your mouth Knocked out, now he dressed in a hospital gown Been a problem since hopping up onto the scene and Got virtual vixens all wanting a screening My discord is popping, they often are screaming ~beat switch~ [Verse 4: Louverture] I'm luckyyy Came up from the dirt , now we get mo money Pull up in a whip filled up with snow bunny With black, asians and yo honey Proud of what we be, when they throw it back, I go dummy I keep me a Ray for days when it ain't Sunny Been a Playboi, take my shirt off and chicks love me They stop breathing when I walk past, get lovey dovey (It's okay if they get touchy) Keep a blade tucked on some Su shit Cook like a sous-chef, flambé a nuisance Rappers be so mid that when I listen to they music I make sure to wear a red flannel, stupid They switch colors no rubik's, meanwhile, the tea? I sip it I don't fight squares, tha-that shit's for the Tommyinnit? Enemies be tryna wear me down but they won't catch me slipping Tearing down the curtain that y'all hide behind with the swiftness [Verse 4: Kali] A cosplay goddess, I've played the role of many Kali and Louverture in the pretty drip committee It's about who you know in this biz and my set litty Got men across the globe, fiending for this cyber kitty Get ya crushed like taco shells under heavy weight Diamonds on me shining bright as Pokimane I'm hot on any damn social, hot on any page You're still under-leveled but see, me? I cracked the game [Verse 5: Layna Lazar] Watch the crowd shake when I move They can't do as Layna do I'm sexy, deadly, ask your boo My haters get left gory, oouuuuuu The blood mother, your red juice I splash in A breadwinner, I bring all the racks in Your fake as fuck, can see through ya like plasma I cash in, I'm stacking and you can't get a fraction [Outro: (Wife 1) as Fangirl 1 / Demiklo (Wife 2) as Fangirl 2 / pdr dax as The Mysterious Voice] Another Cyberspace antagonist behind bars and it being Villain no less, haha What a way to celebrate two bad bitches to the left and right of me Touch me daddy My body is yours Now now, there's plenty of me to go arou- So you've chosen to live in this reality of falsehoods Who… what… The who or what doesn't matter, the big red has the curtain over your eyes and their isn't much time left Where ya going handsome? Sorry I have to clear my head I'm gonna miss you Call me