Again

(Trap, you made that shit?)

I'm on demon time

Shiesty mask, gloves on, murder on my mind

Spin this shit again, again, again 'til someone die

Yeah, spin this shit again, again, again, I stay with my fire, ****

Yeah, bitch, how you wanna do it?

I don't got no opps, these **** fans, they think that we into it

G-lock came with a fifty, I'll shoot a movie

We got all type of Glocks, insane chops, it's Call of Duty

Why is you speakin'?

On that block tryna look for a reason

G2C, it be changin' the season

He want a prayer, my gun start preachin'

I start buggin', the broom got a meanin'

If I throw, bro, I bet he receive it

If I don't catch wreck, word to bro, I'm not leavin'

I'm tryna show him to make him believe it

Like don't even need a revolver on scene

Him and the shells gon' be leavin' together

Blue slips like I came from the teller

I'm tryna show 'em like who do it better

I bet this hoodie cost more than your rent

And it don't got no design on the sweater

Like my lil' bro tryna get him

Takin' them trips, it's smoother than a Tesla

Three hundred a pair, Amiri jeans the only brand I wear

Always in that shit, pay like six hundred for this denim tear

You got somethin' small, I got somethin' big, it'll knock down a bear

They don't want no smoke, you better wave that flag up in the air

Yo, bro, why is you comin' outside and you loafin'?

In this war, you supposed to be totin'

5ive tryna 48 like he is bronem

Bro tryna walk off a board with the pole

Hold on, I had to go out and coach him

Put the pole to his head, then you—

(Bro, put the pole to his head, then you smoke him)

I'm on demon time

Shiesty mask, gloves on, murder on my mind

Spin this shit again, again, again 'til someone die

Yeah, spin this shit again, again, again, I stay with my fire, ****

Yeah, bitch, how you wanna do it?

I don't got no opps, these **** fans, they think that we into it

G-lock came with a fifty, I'll shoot a movie

We got all type of Glocks, insane chops, it's Call of Duty