"Demon Time" lyrics
You see I
I keep a pistol by my
Two nuts just in case a dummy try
Try and take what's mine
You better run for your life
This .29.
Finna send his ass flying
Okay, oh my
I'm finna switch up the vibe
The way y'all lurkin', y'all be lookin' like spies
Listen, take this advice
You see the last one that tried paid a very large price
Been in the field wit some real real shhhteppers
Been in the field wit some real real hitters
Been in the field wit some real real gangstas
Been in the field wit some real big heaters
Baby as a youngin', yeah a playa, he been wylin' off the porch
The first thing I went and flocked was heavy chrome, hammer felt like Thor
Try me, you get torched
Send 'em to the Lord
But first we gotta put 'em in the floor
Turn 'em to a corpse
Dress 'em in Dior
So he can look fly before they close the coffin doors
Aye
Broke baby, but now I'm getting hunnids
Bitch, I'm back home, time to run it
Beating down your block, hear me comin'
Pockets on big, I'm punnin'
Aye
It's a shame
How these weak ass rappers water down the game
I'm swervin' in my own lane
And I love big guns cause I don't have to aim
You see I
I keep a pistol by my
Two nuts just in case a dummy try
Try and take what's mine
You better run for your life
This .29.
Finna send his ass flying
Okay, oh my
Okay, oh my
You gotta problem, betta say that thennnn
Yo bitch want the dick, I'ma lay that thennnn
If you owe me money, shh money, betta pay that then
If I got a blower on me, I'ma spray that thennnn
Pow
I've been in the cut, focused
Feelin' like I'm Scarface, okay, I'm reloaded
Hit a skit, leave a jit face open
Boy, the healing so bad, see the casket they closed it
At the wake, boy, his people couldn't see 'em
Okay, it's time to wrap it up, nice to meet 'em
Broke baby, but now I'm gettin' cash flow
Yellin' fuck your dead homies, I'ma asshole
It's no remorse
Y'all pussies ain't even got points on the board
Been through it all, my heart tore
And why the fuck you gotta a gun if you ain't shot one before?
You see I
I keep a pistol by my
Two nuts just in case a dummy try
Try and take what's mine
You better run for your life
This .29.
Finna send his ass flying
Okay, oh my...
Okay, oh my...
Okay, oh my
You gotta problem, betta say that thennnn
Yo bitch want the dick, I'ma lay that thennnn
If you owe me money, shh money, betta pay that then
If I got a blower on me, I'ma spray that thennnn
Pow
I keep a pistol by my
Two nuts just in case a dummy try
Try and take what's mine
You better run for your life
This .29.
Finna send his ass flying
Okay, oh my
I'm finna switch up the vibe
The way y'all lurkin', y'all be lookin' like spies
Listen, take this advice
You see the last one that tried paid a very large price
Been in the field wit some real real shhhteppers
Been in the field wit some real real hitters
Been in the field wit some real real gangstas
Been in the field wit some real big heaters
Baby as a youngin', yeah a playa, he been wylin' off the porch
The first thing I went and flocked was heavy chrome, hammer felt like Thor
Try me, you get torched
Send 'em to the Lord
But first we gotta put 'em in the floor
Turn 'em to a corpse
Dress 'em in Dior
So he can look fly before they close the coffin doors
Aye
Broke baby, but now I'm getting hunnids
Bitch, I'm back home, time to run it
Beating down your block, hear me comin'
Pockets on big, I'm punnin'
Aye
It's a shame
How these weak ass rappers water down the game
I'm swervin' in my own lane
And I love big guns cause I don't have to aim
You see I
I keep a pistol by my
Two nuts just in case a dummy try
Try and take what's mine
You better run for your life
This .29.
Finna send his ass flying
Okay, oh my
Okay, oh my
You gotta problem, betta say that thennnn
Yo bitch want the dick, I'ma lay that thennnn
If you owe me money, shh money, betta pay that then
If I got a blower on me, I'ma spray that thennnn
Pow
I've been in the cut, focused
Feelin' like I'm Scarface, okay, I'm reloaded
Hit a skit, leave a jit face open
Boy, the healing so bad, see the casket they closed it
At the wake, boy, his people couldn't see 'em
Okay, it's time to wrap it up, nice to meet 'em
Broke baby, but now I'm gettin' cash flow
Yellin' fuck your dead homies, I'ma asshole
It's no remorse
Y'all pussies ain't even got points on the board
Been through it all, my heart tore
And why the fuck you gotta a gun if you ain't shot one before?
You see I
I keep a pistol by my
Two nuts just in case a dummy try
Try and take what's mine
You better run for your life
This .29.
Finna send his ass flying
Okay, oh my...
Okay, oh my...
Okay, oh my
You gotta problem, betta say that thennnn
Yo bitch want the dick, I'ma lay that thennnn
If you owe me money, shh money, betta pay that then
If I got a blower on me, I'ma spray that thennnn
Pow
