Oh Really, yeah, huh,

Ay BeatDemons what the fuck is this

He got one, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight M's in his bank account.

(Blaowww) Till I take him down.

Rob the plug for his pounds than we break em down

All back shots, turn your face around (come here baby)

There's some players in the party, Let the P’s in (player)

Know I fuck her and she bad and she from Cleveland (no bap)

Aint just gangster on these beats a real demon

Hellcats demons skrt speedin (oh really)

Skrt skrt urm vroom hit the gas on em

Hit the gas on em, do the dash on em (hit it)

**** playing with my cash then I spaz on him

My fit look like chester checkers Louis plaid on em (ugh damn)

McQueen scarf in my pocket, see the flag on em

Closet gang banging Sax Fifth Ave on em

And it's full of hella clothes with the tags on em

Worth some M’s alone and ain't hit the stash on em (free bizzy)

Really trim aint I, really him aint I

Kissy face and bag his bitch in the DM can’t I (muah)

Can’t I, can’t I, can’t I, can’t I (come here baby)

Did a drill on camera and told the police that was AI (oh really)

Ballin like I'm AI, ballin like I'm Bron Bron,

Ballin like a Melo where the perkies for the elow

Demon passed by skrt, Urmmm Hello (hi)

Use to tote the pump when bitches use to rock stilettos

Stilettos pumps in the club, (what)

As soon as I catch op you know this glock is getting up (what)

**** aint on non, same amount I give fucks (what)

I aint give not no fucks, one fucks, two fucks,

I'm about my blue bucks

Bitch I'm stacking green bucks

Brody looking pregnant fat as fuck He got a lean gut

Bezzy walk up on the scene fly ass fuck Celine’d up

Me and Beatdemons **** what the fuck is up

He got one, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight M's in his bank account.

(Blaowww) Till I take him down. (oh really)

Rob the plug for his pounds than we break em down

All back shots, turn your face around (come here baby)