Demeanor feat. Dua Lipa

歌詞

Oh, oh Bodmon Tricia Oh I'm feelin' on your bodmon, Tricia Shorty said she like my demeanor And she look like a eater I'm off the perc, he geekin' I'm feelin' on your bodmon, Tricia Shorty said she like my demeanor And she look like a eater I'm off the perc, he geekin' Wait, wait, oh, wait Oh, oh Fish bone, send shots, bend blocks in the back Earthquakes and sellin', all my cracks into that You send a shot, we send it back, all facts, no cap Put my hat to the back, a hundred thousand in the bag Look Eleven dollars an hour ain't enough to live So I'ma go in every store and I'ma swipe this shit They tryna lock a nigga up and I'm like fuck a bid 'Cause either way, mommy still gon' love her kid I just took twenty from the city, they like who is you? A lot of niggas talkin' shit that they don't really do I'm 'bout to turn my Air Force Ones into a Gucci shoe I'm 'bout to turn my Timberlands into a Yeezy Boot My president black, bandana is blue Diamonds drippin', got me glistenin' like I came out the pool I'm so exotic like I came out the zoo, but I shot out the coupe I got a scope with a clear eye view, woo I'm feelin' on your bodmon, Tricia Shorty said she like my demeanor And she look like a eater I'm off the perc, he geekin' I'm feelin' on your bodmon, Tricia Shorty said she like my demeanor And she look like a eater I'm off the perc, he geekin' Wait, wait, oh, wait (My demeanor is meaner than yours) Oh, oh Female alpha And I practice what I preach I devour Tell me, can you take the heat? You can touch with your eyes only I know you like what you see That je ne sais quoi energy Baby, get on your knees You can't say Pop without Smoke So fill up your lungs, my diamonds will make ya choke You like the way I move, my demeanor is meaner than yours So clap for the encore You can't say Pop without Smoke So fill up your lungs, my diamonds will make ya choke You like the way I move, my demeanor is meaner than yours So clap for the encore I'm feelin' on your bodmon, Tricia Shorty said she like my demeanor And she look like a eater I'm off the perc, he geekin' I'm feelin' on your bodmon, Tricia Shorty said she like my demeanor And she look like a eater I'm off the perc, he geekin' Wait, wait, oh, wait (My demeanor is meaner than yours) Oh, oh