Lyrics Simmer Down - Dot Demo

Simmer Down

We are all evil in some form or another, are we not?
I’m asking the questions, my friend
Hahaha, yes, I am evil
Yeah, yeah, alright
Fuck around, fuck around, get like me
No fight abound, throw it up, built like G
My pictures for your life, that’s a real life fee
Bitch, simmer down, twist my weed
No sayin' where we’re going, better check my feet
Finger to the boys when I match our speed
Check engine light blinkin', gas on E
Trap house nigga like rats on chi
Stashed out by the bushes, tap phones on repeat
I ain’t sent you in a minute, nigga, c’est la vie
Say we gettin' money, what’s the play, don’t freak
Back out, buggin' on game on me
Yo strip with the bitties out, bang OT
Ya’ll squash shit, it never really is what it seems
With the Oz with the fittest like the gobbest of fiends, oh Lord
Oh Lord, oh Lord
Oh Lord (Oh Lord)
Story of my life, nigga
Make a play, bust a move, we ain’t fair, we addicted, on sight, nigga
I don’t even like niggas
Let alone with the bill, keep it trill, I don’t even want advice, niggas
Too messed up for the heist, nigga, trife niggas, fuckin' with the fight but
you fall if the knife hit ya
Hot sauce over rice, straight shots over ice, hot stove with the mice fuckin'
with the caterer
Fuck this with the right fourth lift with the light forklift on the wide or the
kitchen table
Goddamn, Oh Lord, big bag, good lawyer, who sick?
Who sway?
We gone' put him
down
High sticks, get your coins up
Pity when it’s going up but watch me put the whole seat in the fuckin' ground
Last night I heard Satan calling
Last night I saw angels praying
Last night I blacked out 'til morning
Last night I
Last night I blazed out the coffin
Yeah, last night I think
Last night I heard my phone calling
But last night I came up on
Last night I heard Satan calling
Last night I saw angels calling
Last night I blacked out 'til morning
Last night I saw angels praying
Last night I blacked out 'til morning
Last night I asked God to warn me
Fuck around, fuck around, get like me
No fight abound, throw it up, built like G
My pictures for your life, that’s a real life fee
Bitch, simmer down, twist my weed
No sayin' where we’re going, better check my feet
Finger to the boys when I mash our speed
Check engine light blinkin', gas on E
Big dog
Yeah, big blood, tell me don’t trip, I’m ahead of these niggas
And if someone act up, take the head off these niggas
What’s the mission, gotta tuck, got ahead of these niggas
I ain’t sweatin' these niggas
You ain’t never been the corner on your own block, hate to be niggas
Heat niggas smokin' out the fuckin' G, G nigga did it to the T and the V, nigga,
oh set
Oh Lord
Not 100 percent when I have you
Evil has always existed
In a perfect world, most people seep
She’ll never come to pass
And it’s gonna get worse