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Devastation (feat. Infa Red) (Radio Edit)
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Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Michael Mcdermon
Michael Mcdermon
Songwriter
Bryan Johnson
Bryan Johnson
Songwriter

Lyrics

It ain't What you do It's how you do it You ain't saying nothing Money I speak fluid I will sell it Like a pump fake On a jump shot Chain looking like A golden state From the parking lot I got Swizz money Kaseem Dean Then I'm coming to America Prince Akeem I'll summon you To the royal suite With bad Feeding you grapes And Rubbing your feet They say they Saw you Up top getting revenue Chain swinging Don't know what Infa Red will do Old Barry Bonds Pop my collar Like the Fonz Tomahawk Steak Crab Cake and the Prawns We eating over here What you doing over there Hurricane Harvey We just flood it over there Pick up the money Then Jump in the Lear On my Mike Tyson I might Bite off your ear Y'all want to Talk it out I'm guessing It all matters And we can Chop it up Like some Axes And Jackhammers First taste of power We knew it The game had us Like the First Piece of We ever got On a Mattress The cameras rolling It started You better watch me 100 Yukons And my own Luca Brassis And they're worse Than them Nazis was I got my Finger on the button Try to Stop the buzz I'm the fog Like the Angel of Death Came with them Locust Murder one Queens Focused Y'all don't know It's been the Hunger That drove us Like Bubba In a stock car Lapped and sewn this And you don't Really Want to bring out The old us The soldiers That danced In pits Filled with Cobras Pass a fresh mag Slap, lock, reload us Aim at everybody Bonus
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