Demon Time Lyrics

We're just different right now dawg

Lemme tell you bro we better fuckin' win some shit boy

If not this year next year

Some type of year man

Fuck all that man it's all the way to the top boy

What the fuck you talkin' bout

Demon time man

All that plus more

Look ay

I just booked a flight

I'm in Copenhagen for the night huh

Rhino in the back super nova on my side

All my dawgs got the tags all my dawgs got a bite

Y mi fuerte ta cerrado and I keep that fucker tight

And I'm in Rosarito

I'm eatin' shrimp on a boat

And I'm with my migos

Yeah and all my migos tote

Way he talkin' funny wonder if the motherfucker float

I'm the motherfuckin' boss she say Bobby you the goat

And I got the shin splints way I run around

I was down bad but I think we gettin' lucky now

Y'all can't get too close to me I think I'm in Chernobyl now

Blew a bag in Sweden yeah I think we might be global now

Mama look I'm sittin' sideways in a hooptie I can't dap you up

Rookie of the year I get the bag and I'ma run it up

Pull up extra gorgeous in the club and I'ma fuck it up

Choppers on the ground I feel like Kobe and I'm in the cut

Ay what's that

I thought you was saying something

Big racks

You ain't really doin' nothing

Big gats

You got shooters yea fuck 'em

Cutback

Big rig road runnin' ay

What's that

I thought you was saying something

Big racks

You ain't really doin' nothing

Big gats

You got shooters yea fuck 'em

Cutback

Big rig road runnin'

Okay I been just chillin' in the background

That's alright I think that everybody think they trap now

I been in the field purple heart dodging shrapnel

How you do this shit but you ain't even got a rack now

Wait okay your bitch wanna fuck 'cause I pulled up on a forklift

Wonderboy pimpin' Oside to the Forbes List

Bali for the weekend back to chile I'm a tourist

Smoke designer everything I think my plug a florist

I'm on vacay still might end your shit like a Mayan

JLo told me get up out the mud and get to grindin'

I can't even fuck with you I'm busy gettin' mine in

Had to handle business and now everybody shinin'

Feel like Vin Scully gettin' rich how I talk with it

Think I'm Drake Bell hit the stage way I rock with it

Beggin' for a feature couple racks we could lock it in

Gettin' fuckin' money bitch and I ain't even clockin' in

Ay what's that

I thought you was saying something

Big racks

You ain't really doin' nothing

Big gats

You got shooters yea fuck 'em

Cutback

Big rig road runnin' ay

What's that

I thought you was saying something

Big racks

You ain't really doin' nothing

Big gats

You got shooters yea fuck 'em

Cutback

Big rig road runnin'

Yeah yeah fuck what y'all heard

Y'all already know my dawg Neckbrace back up in this motherfucker like he never left

Back on the beats

Back on the raps

All that plus more

And we ain't really worried about what the fuck y'all got goin' on over there

We was never worried about that lemme tell you right now my dawg