Origami

Lyrics

(Devereaux) Shut the Shut the Shut the Shut the [Verse 1] Shut the fuck up bitch everything will be okay (ok!) Get yo head on straight Get yo bread on straight (yuh) Demons walk beside me they don't get in my way (my way) Busters wanna copy everything that I say (let's go) Bitches be jealous don't want me to glisten I have a problem with paying attention Bitch I got ADD if you are hating me better believe I ain't never gon' listen I'ma just wait until somebody text me and tell me you dissin' Then I'ma laugh in your face cause you know that you ain't competition (aha-ha!) I got the shit that you need but I ain't gon' give you prescription (hell nah) You tried to copy the formula but the ingredients missing I'm in the kitchen whippin' I am a trip I'm trippin' You are a bitch and bitchin' I got my (?) and I'm choppin' the beat the fuck up making my incision (Hold up now Terry put that scalpel down. Pick up the hatchet) [Verse 2] These motherfuckers ain't got shit to say These silly suckers ain't been through the pain These little busters don't know 'bout the rain I'ma put my hatchet right down through ya brain Listen motherfucker you ain't never had to struggle and count up the change (hol' up) You ain't got the motherfuckin' vehicle to try to come swerve through my lane (nah) You gon' need some way bigger tires that come from a fucked up terrain Bitch I am folding my paper allow me to show you the crane Folding paper. Origami [x4] [Verse 3] Shut the fuck up bitch everything will be OK Get yo head on straight Get yo bread on straight (yuh) Demons walk beside me they don't get in my way Busters wanna copy everything that I say Ballin so hard I'ma need an assistant These motherfuckers they need it consistent Look for they name on the charts but where is it That shit they dropping must be non-existent (where is it?) Can not keep up with The Macc but you can't cause that brother's gon' kill it (gon' kill it) You put your heart and your soul in the music and nobody feel it (nobody feel it) You can leave that unattended I guarantee no one gon' steal it (nobody want that) You got some bitch in your blood and I'm gon' be the one to reveal it I am a million ticket I am the prince of wicked Here is my dick so lick it Copied my style and bit it You wanna be me just fucking admit it (They thought they feelings was hurt it's time to chop it down on em') Ouija Macc with a gat coming up from the back Bitch I'm on your ass like a plumber crack Let me find out where you pussy boys slumber at You don't want none of that. Shit is a shame Bitch I am folding my paper allow me to show you the crane (yuh) [Chorus]