CODE RED

wake up / slimed out

FRITOS

@killdavyn - CUT
Produced by @italianbrokeboy
CODE RED OTW

Lyrics:
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Fill up my cup, the bitch is a slut
Lil shawty choosin', put dick in her gut
I'm smokin' that gas, it turn you to runts
My name is Davyn and I got a blunt
I just pull up, I'm like wassup
She wanna fuck, let's get into some
Bro got a chop and it came with a drum
I got a thot and I'm makin' her cum
My dick like a stick and I hit like a drum
Dick in that bitch and I'm makin' her hum
I'm in her mouth like she poppin' some Tums
Pull up on a baddie, we havin' some fun

I'm on the east side
That's a bad bih, I'mma eat out
All from the back, I'mma mufuckin' beat up
Killin' the pussy, I treat it like Rita
I'm 'bout to eat up, call it comida
Davyn you do it like that it's so easy
No I don't write in this hoe, I just freestyle
I feel like Wayne how I'm beatin' the beat up
We make a movie, I send it to Regal
Pull up to Philly, I pull up on Chi Chi
Where are the bad hoes that wanna eat me?
Where are the bad hoes, bumpin' on repeat?
I keep that hoe on the side like a cheat sheet
Do that bih love me? I treat her like Kiki
I'm with my bro in this bitch, shout out Fiifi
I'm off the gas, bih like a chimney
Fuckin' I'm bussin' a nut on her titties
Fuckin' I'm bussin' a nut on her face card
Vroom! I just pulled up in a race car
Lil shawty bad, you know I stay hard
I just be bussin' my shot like a AR
That nigga not on shit, yeah he fake hard
I'm at the job and they fuck up my paystub
Ball like LeBron on the mufuckin' Lakers
Don't fuck with you niggas, you mufuckin' negars

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Fill up my cup, the bitch is a slut
Lil shawty choosin', put dick in her gut
I'm smokin' that gas, it turn you to runts
My name is Davyn and I got a blunt
I just pull up, I'm like wassup
She wanna fuck, let's get into some
Bro got a chop and it came with a drum
I got a thot and I'm makin' her cum
My dick like a stick and I hit like a drum
Dick in that bitch and I'm makin' her hum
I'm in her mouth like she poppin' some Tums
Pull up on a baddie, we havin' some fun, yeah

I'm in the cut
I'm in the cut
I'm in the cut
I'm in the cut
I'm in the cut
I'm in the cut
I'm in the cut
I'm in the wha?
Pull up on shawty and she want some
Beat it up, beat it up, just like a drum
That's a bad hoe so you know I'm not done
Nigga my bars hot just like the sun
Damn lil shawty wanna show me some
Sip on the drank, gotta pour me up
I'm in the- WHAT, with a hoe or some
Dance lil bitch on yo toes or some
She get to throwin' that ass, she make it clap, fuckin' that bih 'cause she bad
I hit that hoe from the back, just like a crack, she get to callin' me dad
Uh, watch yo step, in her neck, just like strep throat
Uh, she want sex, that's a bet, I want that hoe
Huh, beat her back, from the back, 'cause it's fat hoe
Huh, wipe yo nose, just like slatt, slatt slatt slatt hoe

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Fill up my cup, the bitch is a slut
Lil shawty choosin', put dick in her gut
I'm smokin' that gas, it turn you to runts
My name is Davyn and I got a blunt
I just pull up, I'm like wassup
She wanna fuck, let's get into some
Bro got a chop and it came with a drum
I got a thot and I'm makin' her cum
My dick like a stick and I hit like a drum
Dick in that bitch and I'm makin' her hum
I'm in her mouth like she poppin' some Tums
Pull up on a baddie, we havin' some fun (WHAT!)

I'm in the cut (a lot of times)

Produced by Italianbrokeboy

Lyrics:

I'm jumpin' off drugs lil hoe
I can't even trust the hoe
So why would I cuff the hoe?
Woah
They showin' me love lil hoe
It's up and it's stuck lil hoe
That nigga won't up it tho
Woah
Don't do dat my nigga
You got a gun, better shoot that my nigga
Stay in the circle like hula my nigga
You ain't got money you foolin' no niggas
She blow on the dick like she juulin' my nigga
Bitch I'm the king like I'm Julian, nigga
They like "you okay?" I'm coolin' my nigga
Came with bad bitches, got two of them nigga

Vyn, aye, Yonze
Bad bitch, long day
Thot hoe, wrong way
Eyes closed, Pompeii
Cool ass niggas, my posse
Can't give a fuck what a bot say
I stay on the block like I'm Monse
Bitches be bonkers, Jamal say
Hol' on, hol' on, nigga don't do dat
Fuck Donald Trump, bitch I'm wearing a blue hat
Lil bitch I'mma die for the game call me twomad
And I just be high off the kush, I be zooted
Bank account fat like it ask where the food at
Yo shawty goin' lil nigga that's too sad
She like how I'm flowin' like Vyn how you do dat?
I got many sons lil bitch I'm a cool dad

Fat stacks, been paid
Bend it over, sensei
Beat her back need bengay
Niggas ridin', been gay
Keep on eating, how my dick taste?
Niggas funny, hurt my ribcage
Niggas copy yeah they dictate
I need me a bitch with a thick waist

I'll do dat my nigga
Give her to me, I'll do dat my nigga
Give her to me, I'll do dat my nigga
Give her to me, I'll do dat my nigga, yeah

Lil Yonze gon’ walk in and drop ‘em
That hoe went all up in my pockets
Bad hoe with me get sloppy, yeah
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In my face, big ass Drac
I got uzi, Pink Tape
Choppa hit him, he look gray
Got no time, hoe stay safe
Look at my bag, huh, racks, huh
Coming, huh, bitch, uh huh
That hoe a slut, I know, uh huh
I’m having fun, with yo hoe
Look at my bag, huh, racks, huh
Coming, huh, bitch, uh huh
That hoe a slut, I know, uh huh
I’m having fun, with yo hoe

Vyn, aye, Yonze
Bad bitch, long day
Thot hoe, wrong way
Eyes closed, Pompeii
Cool ass niggas, my posse
Can't give a fuck what a bot say
I stay on the block like I'm Monse
Bitches be bonkers, Jamal say
Hol' on, hol' on, nigga don't do dat
Fuck Donald Trump, bitch I'm wearing a blue hat
Lil bitch I'mma die for the game call me twomad
And I just be high off the kush, I be zooted
Bank account fat like it ask where the food at
Yo shawty goin' lil nigga that's too sad
She like how I'm flowin' like Vyn how you do dat?
I got many sons lil bitch I'm a cool dad

JUMPIN

Produced by Italianbrokeboy

Lyrics:
(Oh my God it's daddy Davyn)

I got what you need; money, drank, and weed
Shawty do what I say, get up on yo knees
I get bread, that cheese, bitch I'm off the leash
Bitch I'm out my mind, ain't no keeping peace
Shawty hella fine, don't you waste my time
Money on my mind, that mean she a dime
Bad bitch, fat ass, yeah, I'm gon' bend her spine
I've been on my grind, it's my time to shine

All these drugs hit right in my system
Fuck the bitch make her say "I feel it"
If you talkin' 'bout cash, I'mma get some
When I talk on the mic, get income
Heard you got bad friends shawty bring some
I can get the bih hot like skillet
And she give good head like wisdom
I'mma play with the cat like Winston
I'mma play with the kitty like hello
Fuck the bih, make her shake like Jello
Fuck the bih, I'mma beat on tempo
Said the bih want my meat told her "10-4"
And the bih send her ass, no typo
No ring for the bitch, I don't wife hoes
And the bitch so thick, no lipo
And the bitch so thick, I like those
Run it up, run it up, nobody stoppin' me
I need a bih with fat ass that my policy
I just be gettin' the bag, fuck a poverty
I took that hoe to the back now she toppin' me
Sloppily, I need a bad bitch on top of me
Hop on me, if you gon' ride do it properly
Get to the money in any economy
Lil shawty an eater, she pull up and swallow me

I got what you need bae; money and some weed bae
Please listen to me bae, get up on yo knees bae
I get bread and cheese bae, I've been off the leash bae
I've been out my mind, ain't no keeping peace bae

I got what you need; money, drank, and weed
Shawty do what I say, get up on yo knees
I get bread, that cheese, bitch I'm off the leash
Bitch I'm out my mind, ain't no keeping peace
Shawty hella fine, don't you waste my time
Money on my mind, that mean she a dime
Bad bitch, fat ass, yeah, I'm gon' bend her spine
I've been on my grind, it's my time to shine

I got what you want, it's that gas up in my lungs
That's yo friend so put me on, bad ass hoe with a fat ass butt
I'm sippin' that drank and it's fuckin' my gut
No this not water, I'm sippin' on Cut
Don't know if she want me, I'm testin' my luck
I just pulled up in a mufuckin'- (VROOM)
My money big body
You got a problem then my niggas hit 'bout it
I'm at the spot with the guys and like ten shawties
Lil shawty bad and she all up on Vyn body, tryna get bent shawty?
Oh that's yo hoe? Give me dome and that punani
Lil shawty gone, make her moan, make her tsunami
Don't got the Chrome but the Revenge on my body
I hit that hoe and I'm not using no johnny
I got what you need, and it start with D
Baby come with me, you won't wanna leave
I got all these racks on me shawty bitch please
Can you throw it back on me shawty with speed
Feel like Michael Jackson, lil shawty I'm bad
Want a feat? I'm taxin' lil homie, my bag
I got all these racks in lil shawty, yeah
If he up, I'm gonna pass him lil shawty, yeah

I got what you need; money, drank, and weed
Shawty do what I say, get up on yo knees
I get bread, that cheese, bitch I'm off the leash
Bitch I'm out my mind, ain't no keeping peace
Shawty hella fine, don't you waste my time
Money on my mind, that mean she a dime
Bad bitch, fat ass, yeah, I'm gon' bend her spine
I've been on my grind, it's my time to shine

WHAT YOU NEED

Produced by Italianbrokeboy

Lyrics:
Yeah

Thought you were my hoe
I gave you my heart now you gone
Doin' all these drugs, yeah it's strong
I can't feel the pain no more
No more
I can't feel the pain no more
I can't feel the pain no more
I can't feel the pain no more

Smokin' ganja with my patnas, bitch we back outside
Bad ass hoe I spotted, finna dunk it like my name was Ja
Got the bag on me, the pack on me, lil bitch I'm smokin' za
Got a bad hoe throw it back on me, like bih like "Oh my God"
Shawty why you movin' like that?
Why you wanna do me so bad?
I'm about to lose it so bad
My mind on the music so you goin' out sad

Thought you were my hoe
I gave you my heart now you gone
Doin' all these drugs, yeah it's strong
I can't feel the pain no more
No more
I can't feel the pain no more
I can't feel the pain no more
I can't feel the pain no more

NO MORE

Produced by italianbrokeboy

If that bitch is not thick, then I'm fine
He a bitch, not on shit, now he fried
Got a ton of bad hoes, can't decide
All I want is bankroll, that's on my mind, that's on my mind
I go stupid
She gon' suck up on my dick just like she toothless
I got shawty hittin' up my phone, she play my music
I know I'mma get it on my own, I'mma prove it
You throw 5, I throw 10
Beat her spine, beat it in
She not mine, just a friend
If she fine, bring her in
Just like Tai, she a 10
On my grind, I won't end
It's my time, I'm gon' win
Hit my line, bitch check in, yeah

That lil shawty on my body
I know shawty on my shit
Spot 'em, got 'em, pop his shit
Beat him up, we rock his shit
Pop them tags, she notice it
Beat her back, that nice shit
Diamonds dance on my wrist
Get that bag, that's my shit
What's up with that hoe?
I don't even know
I don't want that hoe
Pass her to my bro
Bitch I be so gone
Smoking gas it's strong
Shawty know my song
That's what turns me on
If she ain't bad then I send her back home, I'm an asshole
Shawty throw yo back hoe
Count that shit up fast bro
I'm around this shit like lasso
That's a bad bitch, she from NASO
Damn I like the bad hoes
Yeah, and she black, hoe
Ooo she bad, yeah she fine
Bring that bag in on time
Stab my back, cross the line
Up the fye, he gon' die
End his life, ooo that's nice
Dress him up, suit and tie
Send him high, like a kite
Bet his wife, who I pipe

That lil shawty on my body
She gon' ride, she get on top of me
She so fine, I think she want me
Ain't nobody really stoppin' me

If that bitch is not thick, then I'm fine
He a bitch, not on shit, now he fried
Got a ton of bad hoes, can't decide
All I want is bankroll, that's on my mind, that's on my mind
I go stupid
She gon' suck up on my dick just like she toothless
I got shawty hittin' up my phone, she play my music
I know I'mma get it on my own, I'mma prove it
You throw 5, I throw 10
Beat her spine, beat it in
She not mine, just a friend
If she fine, bring her in
Just like Tai, she a 10
On my grind, I won't end
It's my time, I'm gon' win
Hit my line, bitch check in, yeah

FINE

Produced by Italianbrokeboy

Lyrics:
Yeah, yeah, yeah
I go ghost yeah, off the drugs I float yeah
Bitch I boast yeah, do it coast to coast yeah
That's yo hoe yeah, yeah she do the most yeah
She want fall in love
I can't even cuff her
She want meet my mother
Won't even see my brother
Told that hoe I love her
I don't even love her
I'm just tryna fuck her
Then I told her fuck off
And I know I'm far gone
Yeah I know and I can't help it
That's the hoe that I want
She got my heart and shawty selfish
She too hot like bitch I'm melting
She broke my heart and bitch I felt it
So much gas up in my lungs
That I'm higher than a mountain

(I'm so high)
I pull a hoe on a bad day, hit from the back and I'm causing a backache
She wanna know how the bag taste, she on her knees for lil D, that's a bad faith
I got her wet like a tap aye, turn on the faucet, turn me to a splash face
I just be smokin' on za
I just be rappin' 'bout hoes on my mind
I know that lil shawty one of a kind
I'mma pull up and then bend that lil spine
Cuffin' that bih like she doin' a crime
Cardi B, I got that WAP on my mind
Lil bitch she got me in hell of a bond
I'm tryna have me a hell of a time
I call that bitch on a flip phone, she wanna pull up on me and then get low
Walk in the crib, I don't tip toe, after that I'm finna get in the bed hoe
She ride on the dick like a sled hoe, I feel like Santa 'cause I got like tre' hoes
Off of the gas I be mellow, playing the strings in the bih like a cello
I'm 'bout to hang out the window, choppa on me and the clip is extendo
Hop in the whip, that's the mufuckin' Benzo
Knew that I got the lil bih from the get go
My pockets green like a mufuckin' gecko
Hit that lil bih from the back make her echo
Yeah, I want that bitch, she a ten hoe
I'm a stand up guy like ten toes
I'm too geeked out my mind, I be fucked up
Who is she? Yeah she fine, I'm like wassup
Please don't speak when I'm on, shut the fuck up
That boy dead, now he gone, now his luck's up

(Oh my God, it's daddy Davyn)
I go ghost yeah, off the drugs I float yeah
Bitch I boast yeah, do it coast to coast yeah
That's yo hoe yeah, yeah she do the most yeah
She want fall in love
I can't even cuff her
She want meet my mother
Won't even see my brother
Told that hoe I love her
I don't even love her
I'm just tryna fuck her
Then I told her fuck off
And I know I'm far gone
Yeah I know and I can't help it
That's the hoe that I want
She got my heart and shawty selfish
She too hot like bitch I'm melting
She broke my heart and bitch I felt it
So much gas up in my lungs

BAD FAITH

Produced by Italianbrokeboy & vyn

Lyrics:
Drop it to the ground, make it earthquake
Earthquake, code red, earthquake
Shawty do your dance, it's yo birthday
I'm gon' beat her back in the worst way
Drop it to the ground, make the earth shake
Drop it to the ground, make the earth shake
Drop it to the ground, make the earth shake
Drop it to the ground, make the earth shake

Shawty throw it back, tryna hurt me
Put in your mouth, til you pink like you Kirby
I'm gon' beat her back, have her screamin' out for mercy
That's a cougar, I'mma fuck her and she thirty
Bad hoe, drop it low
Wanna see it shake when it hit the floor
Shawty throw it back, got me sayin' woah
Shawty do a split, get up in that mode

Drop it to the ground, make it earthquake
Earthquake, code red, earthquake
Shawty do your dance, it's yo birthday
I'm gon' beat her back in the worst way
Drop it to the ground, make the earth shake
Drop it to the ground, make the earth shake
Drop it to the ground, make the earth shake
Drop it to the ground, make the earth shake

What's yo number and ya name? This a survey
Got lil shawty playin' all my songs, she like my wordplay
Bitch I feel like Uzi, I'm outside, it's my third day
Bring it up and down, in and out, like a burpee
Shawty open wide, in them legs, yeah I'm thirsty
Yeah she got that ass, Thanksgiving, yeah it's turkey
Said I'm thankful, for that ass it got mad weight
I like bankroll, I got cash, she got mad cake

Drop it to the ground, make it earthquake
Earthquake, code red, earthquake
Shawty do your dance, it's yo birthday
I'm gon' beat her back in the worst way
Drop it to the ground, make the earth shake
Drop it to the ground, make the earth shake
Drop it to the ground, make the earth shake
Drop it to the ground, make the earth shake

Yeah, make the earth shake, make it earthquake
She got mad cake, she go both ways
Drivin' in the coupe, I got road rage
I got no patience, shawty give me face
Fuck it up
Get that bag, I run it up
Count my cash, I sum it up
Shawty bad so suck it up
Code red, emergency
Bad hoes, yeah they heard of me
I'm at the club, she flirt with me
She know what I wanna see, yuh
Pull up to the crib, we could kick it like it's FIFA
Put dick in her rib, after that I do not need her
She ask all about me, what's my sign, I told her Libra
I'm a narcissist, I don't love her told her "see yah"
I'm a narcissist, car too fast can't park the whip
I told this bitch that I heart the bitch
I told that bitch do not start some shit
That hoe saw my chain, see that it glow in the dark lil bitch
Bad hoe she so pain, I don't want her on that toxic shit
No I'm not Asian, I stay with the chopsticks yeah
Black on my body, I feel like I’m gothic, yeah
She be like “Davyn the mufuckin’ topic”, yeah
Don’t think I’mma run it up? Lil nigga watch it, yeah
This my shit so shawty pop it, yeah
Give me head, yeah, feed me knowledge, yeah
Bad bitch, she from college yeah
I'm about to take that hoe down
Drop it to the ground, hoe
Shawty make it bounce, woah
Bring it all way down, hoe
I've been smokin' loud, hoe
I'm finna beat out her back, lil bitch I'mma keep it a bean
So much ass, lil shawty throwin' it back, it's breakin' it's way through the seams, yeah

Drop it to the ground, make it earthquake
Earthquake, code red, earthquake
Shawty do your dance, it's yo birthday
I'm gon' beat her back in the worst way
Drop it to the ground, make the earth shake
Drop it to the ground, make the earth shake
Drop it to the ground, make the earth shake
Drop it to the ground, make the earth shake

BAD FAITH

KILLDAVYN

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