Demon Time

Told her "Don't wait for me"

Your time is up better save it please

I just ran up me a eighty piece

Ayy

She on her knees suckin' d**k like she pray to me

Doggin' that b***h 'til her face full of Maybelline

In my cup maybe it's lean we don't do no green

Left wrist on Billie Jean Billie Jean Billie Jean

Draft Day he poppin' no Sante ain't stoppin'

He need all his profits some say that he cocky

I know that he got it he flew a b***h out from the tropics

Exotic I'm smokin' Supreme had to box it

458 'Rari take off like rockets

Wide body kit like Buffie the Body

Lil Yachty：

All-white Maybach I nicknamed it Scotty 2 Hotty

Woo

My Mexican b***h treat me like Liberace

Yeah

I threw twenty thousand on twenty-five strangers

Being raised by QC prepared me for the danger

Hey

My stick got a scope like a Texas park ranger

I look up to Mom and Mom only

I ran up a sack in some orange grey Saucony's

My b***hes give love but I'm still feelin' lonely

My heart got a space the same size as a counter

No money can fill it I'm hot as a skillet

Hot

These rappers two-faced it's so bad I could peel it

And see they true colors

I cut every finger for all of my bruhs

I'll hop off the plane backwards wrapped in some Louis V covers

Head first in the gutter

Yeah

If it's for the guap fettucine

Might cop a new truck cream like alfredo linguini

These new n***as weenies

The year is '06 with my black Bapesta beanie

She rub on my groin like there might be a genie

I can't take a bad dressin' b***h to my mama

I might take the b***h from the hood to Bahamas

Show her 'bout the world

This b***h here ain't even my girl

Yeah

Draft Day/Lil Yachty：

I passed the b***h off let the homie go handle it

Yeah

Big pointer stones 'round my neck

Light the room like a candle lit

Boom

Don't get too close

762's knock off your shoulder dismantle it

Masked up no Rip Hamilton

Yeah brrt

You n***as squares like Carlton

I'm in Bel-Air

Yeah

Posted at Nobu inside the whip orange like Goku

Lil' boy I done told you I been hit the ho that's old news

These n***as be cappin' no Pro Tools

Twenty-two b***h and I look like a mogul

Yeah

Got more money than your whole family tree

Yeah yeah

Double that s**t and you still won't reach me

B***h

You in the nosebleeds I sit in floor seats

Right where the coach at but you can't coach me

Draft Day been on that sound like Kobe

On God

Please name a n***a who really can stop me

Lil Yachty：

Can't no one stop you you next like the runner-up

N***as stay flexin' they b***h I'ma look her up

Hook her up d**k her down got a new stick

Nine-mil bullets and thirty rounds

Ready to hunt a clown

I been that n***a since uh I can't remember

Since when Wintertime man I remember December

Wore a dress now they tryna slander my gender

My b***h was on set lookin' mighty tender

Woo

So f**k what they talkin' 'bout

Tell 'em to watch they mouth

'Fore I get outta body

Yeah

And I knock 'em out

I bought twelve different whips like it's nothin' new

I keep blicks on the hip like they stuck with glue

I drop bombs on a b***h I'm not DJ Clue

Boom

My n***as bangin' red it's the way of life

Brrt

We buyin' guns like it's illegal on the ninth

F**kin' my Asian she makin' me jasmine rice

Go

I took a whole lotta slander from f**k n***as broke n***as

F**k all of that I'm the prototype

Grabbin' the wheel I don't give a f**k

Skrrt

N***a want smoke I hope that it's up

Aimin' the stick at the square like the game with the duck

N***a gon' knuck if you buck

Brr

I got like ten different watches I never wear

My Louis mono not no Damier

Yeah

Had the penthouse with three different concierge

Yeah

I know all of my haters cannot compare

Yeah 'pare 'pare