Yeah, yeah, yeah

It's four a.m

Everyday workin' this shit

Everyday puttin' in work, yeah, yeah

Ayy, everyday get to the cash, we robbin' the bank, and we hop in the Wraith get away (Skrrt)

Got your bitch in the back and we smokin' that stank

Know we deep in the cut like a motherfuckin' blade

We got bands on bands so you know that we paid

If yo bitch wanna fuck, you know I get laid

She be all on my joystick like an arcade

I be pushin' her buttons when I'm grabbin' her braid (uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh)

Yeah, lil Trip he a freak the shit he be sayin' it ain't for the weak

Got tired of the **** and bitches that's comin' at me that be sayin' my flow ain't unique

I be up in the gym and be up in the stu workin' on my craft, perfectin' technique

While you sittin' at home and just playin' the game, and prolly be goonin' to OnlyFans leaks bitch (Haha)

Yeah, Lil' Trip he a savage Lyrical massacre, leavin' it tragic

Hit him with similes, metaphors all of the above shit, you know he can't manage (Brrt, brrt, brrt)

Chop his head off and put it in a package

I'm losin' my mind from causin' this havoc

But you know I stay fresh, still rockin' my Patek

Come through with the hit stick like we in Madden (Brrt-ah)

Huh shit, I feel like a demon, yo bitch took my soul when she swallow my semen

I take her to Neiman, buy clothes every season

Go back to the crib and it's back to the eating

When I'm deep in that pussy, that bitch get to tweakin

When I'm deep in that pussy, that bitch get to leakin

Feelin' like Kim K, I'ma fuck you then leak it

Yeah, that shit ain't no secret

We on Demon Time **** lets go