No Pt - Demon Hours

Boy it's demon time wake up early morning contemplating
I just smoked a wood had 4 in rotation tryna face it
Niggas know I'm good pockets full of pape feel like lil baby
Pull the key out switch the hemi racing cats like this ain't basic
I said 5% percent tint I can't see when I'm backing up
I got a Bad bitch swallowing meat in the passenger
I say these boys my sons I pull my switch out when they acting up
Tryna count a band in dubs my fingers hurt hand cramping up
We the alphabet boys move with more k's than a spelling bee
These niggas plankton tryna still my sauce they want the recipe
No energy for chasing hoes can't let hoes get the best of me
They think PT lead the frat cause all my niggas tryna step for me
Spanish hoe drop to her knees and swallow all my queso
I said I block the hoe like Lego shooter rich he on my payroll
Treat the car some like a slave I'm tryna whip the bih like Django
Catholic hoe don't wanna sin she said just put it in my A hole
Hoodie up we on a mission
Don't fuck with niggas catch him lynch him
Hang him up like it was Christmas
I'm a junkie for the cash if I don't touch it I be itching
I can't stand her she keep bitching
Only love her when she on her knees she spit on it then kiss it
Boy it's demon time wake up early morning contemplating
I just smoked a wood had 4 in rotation tryna face it
Niggas know I'm good pockets full of pape feel like lil baby
Pull the key out switch the hemi racing cats like this ain't basic
I said 5% percent tint I can't see when I'm backing up
I got a Bad bitch swallowing meat in the passenger
I say these boys my sons I pull my switch out when they acting up
Tryna count a band in dubs my fingers hurt hand cramping up

Written by:
Elijah Collins

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