JD5X - Demon Time (feat. AJay)

Why don't we run that shit up for us
Why don't we run that shit up for us
Demon mode, I'm on demon time
This my demon grind

Don't need no book to write my rhyme
Get on the beat and speak my mind
Ask around, who that is
Oh, you know that's fire time

You better not fuck up your drill
I know you got cow eyes
Pick a side, oh, let's pick a side
Sip a gin, it extra dry

Hell, I know all this real
I swear to God, no, I can't lie
And all I do is load a cock in back
And it go fire

And I just fuck a bitch and I don't need much, no, why
Like what you on, get you gone
Bitch, you bleed like I bleed
Ain't no runner from no crone

Man, these niggas, they some seeds
Better run, better not home
I just turn up on the beat
Say what I want, my mind gone

My mind gone
Like what you on
Knock yo block down and send your ass home
Chilling in, yo, crib, you know your bitch

She give me all the dome
Ain't no talking on no phone
I'm trying to flip a bop
And throw the lob , my nigga

Catch it like Jaylong
Catch it like Jaylong, huh
Yeah, I catch it like Jaylon
Trying to flip a ball

And throw the law, my nigga
Catch it like Jaylon
Ain't no talking on no phone
And we doing dirty

We ain't playing no ping pong
Running and we ding dong
Nigga, then I see you home
Demon mode, I'm on demon time

This my demon grind
Don't need no book to write my rhyme
Get on the beat and speak my mind
Ask around who that is

Oh, you know that's fire time
You better not fuck up your drill
I know you got cow eyes
Pick a side

Oh, let's pick a side
Sip'n gin, it extra dry
Inhaling all this ray
I swear to God, know I can't lie

And all I do is load it cock in back
And it go fire
And I just fuck a bitch
And I don't need much, no why

Fuck a pen
Bitch, I'm steady punching in
Can't no nigga be my friend
All I want is Benjamins

Being frank, keep it a hundred
Should've been my fucking twin
I ain't trusting nan', nigga
Even if it was my kin

That's just what it is
Hit her from the back
She told me stop and she can't take it
She done gave my ass a pill

I'm finna pop it and go crazy
Finna pop it and go crazy
Pop my shit just like the 80s
I can't give this bih no baby

She just waiting on me to make it
I told her turn around
And bend yo back so I could break it
I'm from a small town

So I want my mama house and gate it
Tryna give my mama racks
And tell her she ain't gotta pay shit
Like you don't owe me nothing

I'm finna put you on vacation
Let my brother and my mama
Take a trip to the Bahamas
You ain't never seen a nigga

Do this shit feel like Obama
All these presidents up in my pocket
Promise you they dead
This shit coming out the head

Don't use a pencil, fuck a lead
Demon mode, I'm on demon time
This my demon grind
Don't need no book to write my rhyme

Get on the beat and speak my mind
Ask around who that is
Oh, you know that's fire time
You better not fuck up your drill

I know you got cow eyes
Pick a side, oh, let's pick a side
Sipn gin, it extra dry
Inhaling All this Ray

I swear to God, no, I can't lie
And all I do is load the cock back
And it go fire
And I just fuck a bitch

And I don't need much, know why

Written by:
Jerdarius Davis

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