Demons Weiland

[Chorus]
Yes, I need the guap, so I'm workin' with the demons (Jugg, jugg, jugg)
Packrunner Weiland, I'm flexin' for the seasons (Jugg, jugg)
I got your bitch dreamin', she callin' me a heathen (Heathen)
Glizzy got a silencer, so you can't hear a sound

[Verse]
Whole team finesse, so we come in like some hounds (Skrrt, skrrt)
Keep the llama loaded, yeah, filled with hollow rounds (Jugg, jugg, jugg)
I'm up in the lab, we distribute by the pounds (By the pounds)
Dressed up in that Gosha Rubchinskiy (Gosha Rubchinskiy)
Don't know why she actin' like she miss me (Don't know why she actin')
Talkin' reckless, that'll get you hit, B (Hit, B)
Diamonds on my necklace, they so pissy (So pissy)
I can't talk to you, I'm off the Xans (Xans)
I just fucked around and made some bands (Bands)
Dirty two-liter in my hand (Hand)
Baby, I can't even understand (Stand)
Pulled up in a four-door foreign (Door)
I can't wife the bitch 'cause she's borin' (Borin')
Look up and the money be pourin' (Pourin')
Acne Studios is what I'm scorin' (I'm scorin')
Look up to the future and I'm tourin' (Skrrt, skrrt-skrrt-skrrt)

[Pre-Chorus]
Yes, I need the guap, so I'm workin' with the demons (Yuh)
Packrunner Weiland, I'm flexin' for the seasons (Ayy)
Got your bitch dreamin', they callin' me a heathen (Yuh)
Yes, I need the guap, yes, I need the guap, jugg, jugg, jugg