Trippie Redd and Ski Mask the Slump God - Demon Time

Ha (ha-ha)
Demon time, nigga (yeah)
Gang, uh (gang, gang)
Hell
Give 'em hell (brr, bah)
I got bales (bah, bah, bah)
I got shells (bah) (I'm Shy, oh my God)
Shells

Shoot a nigga up 'cause I ain't worried 'bout shit
Diamonds on my neck and on my wrist
I got lots of Perkys on me, shit (shit)
Do a ten with a ten, tryna win, tryna grin at the devil (at the devil)
Bitch, I am a rebel, I don't give a fuck
Talkin' all that shit, lil' bitch, then I'll pull up and shoot you up (graow)
Ayy, yeah, yeah, know my mind hella corrupt
I get to that money, lil' nigga, on my brother (on my brother)
You could never, huh, you could never, mother-
Fuck you and yours, you ain't really 'bout it (yeah)
Said he want some smoke with gang, but, man, I really doubt it (doubt it)
Put some racks up on your head, lil' bitch, a hundred thousand (ha-ha)
Bitch, I'm fly (mwah), Ferragamo Falcon
King of the jungle, y'all niggas buck, man, we really pouncin'
OVO, Drac' and .40 bust, flamin' up all they houses (bah)
I ain't never worried, but I know they worried 'bout me

Bitch, keep starin' (haha, keep starin')
Keep starin' (ayy)
Keep starin', ayy
Keep starin'
I lean like a kickstand
I get money, big bands
We ain't playin', big grams in the blunt, what you sayin'? (Ha-ha-ha)
Man, what you sayin'? (What you sayin'?)

Ayy, what you sayin'? (What? What you-? What you-? What you-? What?)
Ayy, oh, what you sayin'? (What? What you-? What you-? What? What you sayin'?)
Ayy, oh, what you sayin'? (What? What? What you-? What? What you sayin'?)
Ayy, oh, yeah

Water (ayy, yeah)
Like Zelda, bitch, I'm tryna link (tryna link)
Faucet failure, I've been breakin' sinks
Legendary like I am a sphinx (sphinx)
At the ball with your bitch, a few drinks, in a mink
Pink panther skin-colored, I think (I think, uh-huh)
They don't understand the words that I link (I link)
They be sleep like a Bill Cosby drink (yeah, huh)
They know we lit, goddamn it (yeah)
I'm up on Planet Namek (yeah, yeah)
On demon time, they panic (yeah)
'Cause they thought a nigga was satanic (yeah, yeah, ayy)
'Cause we keep that tool like mechanic (ha-ha-ha)
On Planet Drool with Lava Girl, you know we doin' damage (okay)
Okay, sauced up
Matter fact, Black Clover, bitch, I'm motherfuckin' Asta
Money longer than a dread head on a Rasta
Let's get this shit straight, I'm 'bout to fix your damn posture
'Til I'm at Heaven's gates, bitch, I'ma stay smokin' (let's go, let's go, let's go)
Yeah, yeah, opps, what did you say? (Woo)
Just like an animal, just like a cannibal
Your bitch out here suckin' meat every day (okay)
I'm on a pedestal, never go federal
Eatin' that cake like I'm damn Anna Mae (ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
Smokin that ZaZa out here in L.A.
We the one blowin' up like a grenade (let's go)

Bitch, keep starin' (ha-ha)
Keep starin' (okay)
Keep starin', ayy (keep starin')
Keep starin'
I lean like a kickstand
I get money, big bands (yeah, yeah, yeah)
We ain't playin', big grams in the blunt, what you sayin'? (What you-?)
Man, what you sayin'?

Written by:
Andreas Cristian Matura, Michael Lamar II White, Stokeley Goulbourne

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