[Intro]
(Trap, you made that shit?)

[Chorus: MAF Teeski]
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, nigga
Yeah, bitch, how you wanna do it?
I don't got no opps, these niggas 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

[Verse 1: Jay Hound]
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
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