Trippie Redd feat. Ski Mask the Slump God - Demon Time Lyrics

Ha
Demon time, nigga (yeah)
Gang, uh (gang, gang)
Hell, give 'em hell
I got bales
I got shells (I'm shy, oh my God)
Shells

Shoot a nigga up 'cause I ain't worried about shit, shit
Diamonds on my neck and on my wrist, uh
I got lots of Perkys on me, shit (shit)
Do a 10 with a 10, tryna win
Tryna grin at the devil (at the devil)
Bitch, I am a rebel, I don't give a fuck
Talking all that shit, lil' bitch, then I'll pull up and shoot you up
Ayy, yeah, yeah
Know my mind hella corrupt (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
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
Bitch, I'm fly
Ferragamo falcon
King of the jungle, y'all niggas buck
Man we really pouncing
OVO Drake and 40, bust
Flaming up all they houses
I ain't never worried, but I know they worried 'bout me

Bitch, keep staring (keep staring)
Keep staring
Keep staring, ayy
Keep staring
I lean like a kick stand
I get money, big bands
We ain't playin', big grams in a blunt
Watcha sayin'?
Man, watcha sayin'?
(Watcha sayin'?) Ayy (what? What you? What?)
Watcha sayin'? Ayy, oh (what you? What? What?)
Watcha sayin'? Ayy, oh (what you? What? What?)
Watcha sayin'? Ayy, oh, yeah (what you? What?)

Water, yuh (ayy)
Like Zelda, bitch, I'm tryna link (gotta link)
Faucet failure, I been breaking sinks
Legendary, like I am a Sphinx (Sphinx)
At the bar with your bitch, a few drinks in a mink pink panther skin colored, I think (I think)
They don't understand the words that I link (I link)
They be sleep like a Bill Cosby drink
They know we lit, goddamn it
I'm up on planet Namek
On demon time, they panic
'Cause they thought a nigga was Satanic (ayy)
'Cause we keep that tool like mechanic
On Planet Drool with Lava Girl, you know we doing damage
Okay, sauced up
Matter fact, black clover bitch
I'm motherfucking Asta
Money longer than a dread head on a Rasta
Let's get this shit straight
I'm about to fix your damn posture
'Til I'm at heaven's gates, bitch, I'ma stay smoking (let's go, let's go, let's go)
Yuh, yuh
Opps (what did you say?)
Just like an animal, just like a cannibal
Your bitch out here sucking meat every day (okay)
I'm on a pedestal, never go federal
Eating the cake like I'm damn Anna Mae (ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
Smoking that zaza out here in L.A.
We the one blowing up like a grenade (let's go)

Bitch, keep staring (haha)
Keep staring (okay)
Keep staring, ayy (keep staring)
Keep staring
I lean like a kickstand
I get money, big bands
We ain't playin', big grams in a blunt
Watcha sayin'?
Man, watcha sayin'?

Published By: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group

Written By: Michael Lamar White II, Stokeley Goulbourne