The Demigod - Going Bad (feat. Merci Octbr)

Who they calling when shit is going bad
Who they calling when shit is going, yeah
Who they calling when shit is going bad
Yeah, ho
If I'm on toas, then bitch, I'm Michael Jack
Yeah, ho
Don't carry shit, but niggas aching backs
Yeah, ho
Yeah
Yeah, talk your talk
I'll make you take it back
Yeah, ho
Yeah
I actually don't want to talk about the numbers
I've stacking it up for the summer
And they sleeping on me it's slumber
You're not driven complete with a pummel
Go look deep in the sea, you'll go find us
It's not cameras, but shooters around us
Not even our killer can find us
Not even our killer survive us
Don't got rings, I don't keep a promise
Yeah, you a softy, boy
Stop acting the hardest
Okay
My attitude smell like I farted
Okay
We cutting hairs, but this not a barber
You a ho, so we calling you barber
Okay, yeah
You know I drop your shit on gods plan
Stop making noise, you know those empty cans
Yeah
Yeah, this just for the ad-libs
Yeah, ho
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Written by:
Someleze Madlulela

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