Demon Time
Get em gone quick get em gone quick
Get em gone quick get em gone quick
Blrdd blrdd
Aye my glocky got a dick so I forever know i'm packing
We in two different movies you bout that acting I'm bout action
Niggas talking out they mouth but what they say don't never happen
Y'all gone shoot when under pressure my niggas shoot for a passion
Gotta killer sense of humor I'll pop a bitch while i'm laughing
Ian arguinn wit no nigga or no hoe go get yo daddy
Say they hardbody but that pussy be softer then fabric
Catch him lacking i ain't playing this shit go deeper than rapping
If you come by where I stay
We get active broad day
Shoot so fast and empt the clip the place you stand thats where you lay
Give his ass a bullet mark look like a tattoo on his face
Hoe said i look like a snack i told that bitch come get a taste
Niggas better use they head cause i'm dangerous like toxic waste
Swear these bullets known for sticking in yo body like it's paste
Boy these bullets known for hawking niggas down without a chase
Bitch these bullets known for getting niggas gone without a trace
If a nigga try to run up ima pop him like a tic tac
I pulled up to a kickback i almost fought a dyke and knocked that mfk shit back
I knew she wun wit that
These 7.62's breaking spines like a KitKat
I get my dope delivered so i'm smoking onna wish pack
These folks be argumentative but ian wit all that chit chat
That boy reached fa my chain nie his ass can't get his wrist back
These boys don't be on shit they just say tough words on they diss tracks
My favorite color red so ima make his body drip that
We knew that boy was dead when we sent them shots nie get back
We stepping like a marching band lets get his head and split that
We shoot more then a basketball player so where yo gym at
They said they slid on us but all know that was a fluke
You can't call me broke I got more honey then Winnie the pooh
You gone need a dentist when i'm done we aiming at yo tooth
Like that baby on the fairly odd parents make em poof
When it's up then it's stuck when it's up bitch i'm clutching
When it's up then it's stuck when it's up ain't no ducking
When it's up then it's stuck when it's up bitch i'm bussing
When it's up ima catch yo ahh on sight and leave you musty
Put his ass inside the ocean a remake of finding dory
Bitch I feel like drake producer cause i'm clutching on this forty
I do all my shit in private niggas post it on they story
I don't need no audience watching me just too feel some glory
Like that boy just getting off of work we'll have em clocking out
Fuck them pistols bitch you know we finna bring the rockets out
Reel em like a fisher finna cut that lil boy body out
Have his ass shaking like a crackhead brought some molly out
Think I don't got accuracy i'll show you what this beam like
Like a open shot playing 2k you seeing green lights
Lets go have a death match i wanna see what yo team like
Buss his head open i wanna see what his dream like
Cut the fan on I feel like hotboii with a ring light
Can't no hoe say i'm easy to fuck bitch I'm the mean type
But I can't lie I'll slay a bitch when I'm on demon time,
Get a nigga gone blow his dome when i'm on demon time
Bats under my eyes don't call my phone when i'm on demon time
Any bitch I want gone suck this pole when i'm on demon time
Any bitch I want gone get this bone when i'm on demon time
Any bitch i fucked gone have to walk home when on demon time
Get em gone quick get em gone quick
Blrdd blrdd
Aye my glocky got a dick so I forever know i'm packing
We in two different movies you bout that acting I'm bout action
Niggas talking out they mouth but what they say don't never happen
Y'all gone shoot when under pressure my niggas shoot for a passion
Gotta killer sense of humor I'll pop a bitch while i'm laughing
Ian arguinn wit no nigga or no hoe go get yo daddy
Say they hardbody but that pussy be softer then fabric
Catch him lacking i ain't playing this shit go deeper than rapping
If you come by where I stay
We get active broad day
Shoot so fast and empt the clip the place you stand thats where you lay
Give his ass a bullet mark look like a tattoo on his face
Hoe said i look like a snack i told that bitch come get a taste
Niggas better use they head cause i'm dangerous like toxic waste
Swear these bullets known for sticking in yo body like it's paste
Boy these bullets known for hawking niggas down without a chase
Bitch these bullets known for getting niggas gone without a trace
If a nigga try to run up ima pop him like a tic tac
I pulled up to a kickback i almost fought a dyke and knocked that mfk shit back
I knew she wun wit that
These 7.62's breaking spines like a KitKat
I get my dope delivered so i'm smoking onna wish pack
These folks be argumentative but ian wit all that chit chat
That boy reached fa my chain nie his ass can't get his wrist back
These boys don't be on shit they just say tough words on they diss tracks
My favorite color red so ima make his body drip that
We knew that boy was dead when we sent them shots nie get back
We stepping like a marching band lets get his head and split that
We shoot more then a basketball player so where yo gym at
They said they slid on us but all know that was a fluke
You can't call me broke I got more honey then Winnie the pooh
You gone need a dentist when i'm done we aiming at yo tooth
Like that baby on the fairly odd parents make em poof
When it's up then it's stuck when it's up bitch i'm clutching
When it's up then it's stuck when it's up ain't no ducking
When it's up then it's stuck when it's up bitch i'm bussing
When it's up ima catch yo ahh on sight and leave you musty
Put his ass inside the ocean a remake of finding dory
Bitch I feel like drake producer cause i'm clutching on this forty
I do all my shit in private niggas post it on they story
I don't need no audience watching me just too feel some glory
Like that boy just getting off of work we'll have em clocking out
Fuck them pistols bitch you know we finna bring the rockets out
Reel em like a fisher finna cut that lil boy body out
Have his ass shaking like a crackhead brought some molly out
Think I don't got accuracy i'll show you what this beam like
Like a open shot playing 2k you seeing green lights
Lets go have a death match i wanna see what yo team like
Buss his head open i wanna see what his dream like
Cut the fan on I feel like hotboii with a ring light
Can't no hoe say i'm easy to fuck bitch I'm the mean type
But I can't lie I'll slay a bitch when I'm on demon time,
Get a nigga gone blow his dome when i'm on demon time
Bats under my eyes don't call my phone when i'm on demon time
Any bitch I want gone suck this pole when i'm on demon time
Any bitch I want gone get this bone when i'm on demon time
Any bitch i fucked gone have to walk home when on demon time
Credits
Writer(s): Keavon Davidson
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