Demon Time

Lyrics

[Intro] (Enrgy Beats) Turn my headphones up, Tee Turn that shit down [Chorus] Granny said, "Turn that shit down, you make demon music" Popped my mans up on accident, I ain't mean to do it Wake up, don't clean the house up, have a fiend to do it You don't know how to shoot that Draco, you gotta lean into it Soon as you get to Moni's, you in the red zone YSR Gramz talk brazy, turn up your headphones A nigga tried to reach for my chain, now his head gone A nigga died broke yesterday, ain't got a headstone [Verse] That mean you in these streets for no reason, you don't stack your money Unc' gettin' high off that shit 'cause his nose runny I had to kick bro out the crib 'cause he stolе from me Still hold him down up in jail 'cause he know I lovе him I'ma ride for my nigga Tee 'cause we blood brothers I ain't even wanna fuck your bitch, I got sucky from her Grown as hell livin' with his mama, he can't have company They know we ain't fightin' one on one, we gon' try to jump him My nigga seen an opp yesterday and he got to dumpin' He fell off, he can't ball no more, he Iman Shumpert Yeah, you sent a shot, ain't hit nobody, you got a wack jumper He just threw a twelve on the dice, I know a nac comin' Fronted my lil' cousin a QP, I got a rack comin' (What you mean by that, Gramz?) He owe a thousand dollars Ten Backwoods to the face, I got a thousand problems You don't know about LSP, we got a thousand choppers I ain't just started gettin' money, you could ask my mama Boomerang with this chopstick, we hit everybody He don't wanna pay me what he— alright He don't wanna pay me what he owe, he gotta worry about me Nigga talkin' 'bout he caught a body, he tellin' everybody They talkin' 'bout a top five in Flint like I care about it My nigga sayin' EBK gang, fuck everybody Nah, I can't eat that pussy, baby, 'cause it's Ramadan He got hit with that switchy, made him [?][1:25] He tryna be hard, but he ain't, he give me Carmen vibes In the club with that knife on me like that nigga Nas Nigga on the block, ain't sellin' shit, nigga, you need a job I ain't gon' lie, if you ain't from 'round here, you gon' get your ass robbed I swear to God, I hate a bitch that be wearin' bobs We finna run a train on your bitch, I'm 'bout to throw a lot I knew that nigga was 'bout to switch on me, he got to actin' odd [Chorus] Granny said, "Turn that shit down, you make demon music" Popped my mans up on accident, I ain't mean to do it Wake up, don't clean the house up, have a fiend to do it You don't know how to shoot that Draco, you gotta lean into it Soon as you get to Moni's, you in the red zone YSR Gramz talk brazy, turn up your headphones A nigga tried to reach for my chain, now his head gone A nigga died broke yesterday, ain't got a headstone