Foldgers Demrick (Ft. Devvon Terrell)

(The Elevaterz)

[Hook]
Already curbin’ bitches for ya
Girl I barely know ya
But I know you like to keep me up like Folgers
Fuck until the mornin’

And I’ma do it right
I’ma do it right this time
I’ma do it right
I’ma do it right this time

Already curbin’ bitches for ya
Girl I barely know ya
But I know you like to keep me up like Folgers
Fuck until the mornin’

And I’ma do it right
I’ma do it right this time
I’ma do it right
I’ma do it right this time

[Verse 1] Demrick
Never been the type that wanna, wait for it
Never been the type of nigga that’s ‘gon, pay for it
I’ma show a bet baby you can, bank on it
Set the pace for the pussy, I’ma run a race on it (run a race!)
Been knocking walls like I’m playing bass on it
Once I hear this [?], go and check the name on it
Drowning out the noise, I just hit the fade on ‘em
No advice from your girls ‘cause they probably hate on him
Up all night, the mood is right, the vibe is set
Taste and bite, the walls is tight
If walls could speak, the headboards screech
Airbnb for a week just to dead the sheets
R.I.P. to the niggas that you used to
Hit me anytime you wanna cruise through (pull up)
This is something that a nigga could get used to
We the plug, yeah baby, that’s the new crew, oo