Demon Asylum

Lyrics

[Verse 1] I just walked up outa Nieman Marcus She want me no Austin Martin Call up B we get to sparkin Talking shit turn bro retarded Bitch call up just what you started We was dumb, Six was starving In the dirt, now we thriving Punch him up, who he sizing? Niggas dick-suck, who he siding? Call that boy up, cos he ain't riding Watching the fans, I'm a abider No I love drake, feel like I'm biting Hit that bitch up, ooh she on timing Finna get sucked, for me she gon' line em Call that boy up, thought we wouldn't find him 2k's he in Demon Aslyum Feel like p-pop, Beiber rider Emo bitch she suicidal Jump off top, do or die it Pockets fat, don't do or die it Yuhh [verse 2] Big knocks like I'm O Count it up, on the road Suck it up, I love my hoes You gon die, never bro I fuck that bitch you gon marry though Where is your bitch I ain't scared at all? Too many guns I can't bare em all Too many sons I can't stand em all I run a pack fuck a stamina Run up 2k, bitch no fatigue Got these racks, these not my league Speaking rarely, you speaking on me Niggas winning, they peeping on me Stalking me, had to see it on me Pillow talking, im fucking bitch On the phone and im beating her cheeks [verse 3] And your favourite rapper go out bad (?) Turn this shit he wack Had to drop, and he selling it back Get the dope ima sell it out back Pornstar, she throwing back 6 3, I stay on that stack Favourite weapon, I fuck with the mac But I also fuck with getting cheese Yea I get paid off the craft RX, no pap Paru, no bap Yuh