Demon Time ft. Anti AJay Lyrics

Why don't we run that shit up for us

Why don't we run that shit up for us

Demon mode, I'm on demon time

This my demon grind

Don't need no book to write my rhyme

Get on the beat and speak my mind

Ask around, who that is

Oh, you know that's fire time

You better not fuck up your drill

I know you got cow eyes

Pick a side, oh, let's pick a side

Sip a gin, it extra dry

Hell, I know all this real

I swear to God, no, I can't lie

And all I do is load a cock in back

And it go fire

And I just fuck a bitch and I don't need much, no, why

Like what you on, get you gone

Bitch, you bleed like I bleed

Ain't no runner from no crone

Man, these niggas, they some seeds

Better run, better not home

I just turn up on the beat

Say what I want, my mind gone

My mind gone

Like what you on

Knock yo block down and send your ass home

Chilling in, yo, crib, you know your bitch

She give me all the dome

Ain't no talking on no phone

I'm trying to flip a bop

And throw the lob , my nigga

Catch it like Jaylong

Catch it like Jaylong, huh

Yeah, I catch it like Jaylon

Trying to flip a ball

And throw the law, my nigga

Catch it like Jaylon

Ain't no talking on no phone

And we doing dirty

We ain't playing no ping pong

Running and we ding dong

Nigga, then I see you home

Demon mode, I'm on demon time

This my demon grind

Don't need no book to write my rhyme

Get on the beat and speak my mind

Ask around who that is

Oh, you know that's fire time

You better not fuck up your drill

I know you got cow eyes

Pick a side

Oh, let's pick a side

Sip'n gin, it extra dry

Inhaling all this ray

I swear to God, know I can't lie

And all I do is load it cock in back

And it go fire

And I just fuck a bitch

And I don't need much, no why

Fuck a pen

Bitch, I'm steady punching in

Can't no nigga be my friend

All I want is Benjamins

Being frank, keep it a hundred

Should've been my fucking twin

I ain't trusting nan', nigga

Even if it was my kin

That's just what it is

Hit her from the back

She told me stop and she can't take it

She done gave my ass a pill

I'm finna pop it and go crazy

Finna pop it and go crazy

Pop my shit just like the 80s

I can't give this bih no baby

She just waiting on me to make it

I told her turn around

And bend yo back so I could break it

I'm from a small town

So I want my mama house and gate it

Tryna give my mama racks

And tell her she ain't gotta pay shit

Like you don't owe me nothing

I'm finna put you on vacation

Let my brother and my mama

Take a trip to the Bahamas

You ain't never seen a nigga

Do this shit feel like Obama

All these presidents up in my pocket

Promise you they dead

This shit coming out the head

Don't use a pencil, fuck a lead

Demon mode, I'm on demon time

This my demon grind

Don't need no book to write my rhyme

Get on the beat and speak my mind

Ask around who that is

Oh, you know that's fire time

You better not fuck up your drill

I know you got cow eyes

Pick a side, oh, let's pick a side

Sipn gin, it extra dry

Inhaling All this Ray

I swear to God, no, I can't lie

And all I do is load the cock back

And it go fire

And I just fuck a bitch

And I don't need much, know why