Demon Hours

Boy it's demon time wake up early morning contemplating

I just smoked a wood had 4 in rotation tryna face it

Niggas know I'm good pockets full of pape feel like lil baby

Pull the key out switch the hemi racing cats like this ain't basic

I said 5% percent tint I can't see when I'm backing up

I got a Bad bitch swallowing meat in the passenger

I say these boys my sons I pull my switch out when they acting up

Tryna count a band in dubs my fingers hurt hand cramping up

We the alphabet boys move with more k's than a spelling bee

These niggas plankton tryna still my sauce they want the recipe

No energy for chasing hoes can't let hoes get the best of me