Demon Time

[Intro]
(Grahh, grahh-grahh, grahh, grahh-grahh)
(Lee Drilly, look, Listen grahh-grahh)
Damn, Jefe
Lee Drilly, grahh, grahh
94Gz no Gz like these you heard?
Jack Bs, we jack bigger Bs
Drop my shit, we gon' let it squeeze
(Ayo look, bussin off a 10)
(Grahh-grahh)
Grahh, grahh-grahh
Listen, look (Look, look)

[Verse 1]
There that go Lee Drilly bussin off a 10
Murder on my mind, all I know is bend
Murdy on time, hit you and your friend
E-Wuu gon ride, all he see is red
Creep up from behind, all he see is dreads
[?] a dime, so I'm throwing ten
Ya man gon drive, dumping at the Ts
If I miss bust a U'e, lets do it again (Lets do it)
If I'm not in the 'stu then I'm looking for oppas
I get hyped when I run into Flockas
Creep up on him, nigga like I got ya
Bullets is hitting him harder than grabba
Back out the shells, I stuff 'em in a knocka
I'ma let it off, throwing super hot ones
Bobby hit the floor, oh, I think we got one
He going to the morgue, he going to the doctors
It's 194, that's the block that I'm from
Tiebout, they rats, know the cops gon' come
3rdside can't diss 'cause we popped it on 'em
Thirteen can't talk cuz we hopped one of them
Nine-nine, niggas [?] one of 'em
Reyway can't diss 'cuz I flocked it on them
Sevside can't talk 'cuz we dropped one of them
Know the OY's mad that we shot one of them
Walk up like one in the head shit
Don't want smoke, you should've never said shit
All that DrillyGangK is a death wish
Get to drilling shit like I'm a dentist
Everything dead, give a fuck 'bout a friendship
They start fuckin with opps on that next shit
Views are down, them niggas getting desperate
PJ came out, niggas know who telling
If a spliff was a hood then it'd prolly be Sevside
Niggas dropping like dead flies
How they GBG, what they did for they dead guys?
And post pictures with red eyes
Talk about all these drills and how'd you let the tech fly
Now this jit got his head fried (Nazzy)
Free MB on the island, drilling shit on jet time
If he front doing fed time
I be geeked every time I get new opps
Or its sweet if I hit him with 2 shots
I'ma tweak, I be spinning with 2 chops
For a week I been spinning those 2 blocks
Ain't shit sweet but them niggas is puwop
I'ma slide with the heat like I'm Muwop
They ain't feed on them niggas in Guwop
If they with him then hit him 'cuz I don't care who shot
Like wait they say what, blitz the front and the back
And that's everyone gangsta' until it turns tact
Playing in these streets they from but it's a fact
Sliding with the heat, I keep it on my lap
And Nas need to stop, he don't does what he raps
Trying to these niggas [?] to a hat
And that perky tryna [?] no relax
I'm bugging and geeking, don't know how to act
Opps tryna blitz me when we got a new pack
E-Wuu yelling "boom that"
Tell 'em let 'em get close, just watch how I do that
And out my V I'ma shoot that
Now how they 'gon move back?
That's why they say I'm too tact
I just pop out the cut and have niggas like "who that"
And his life, he 'gon lose that
And I shoot, you lucky if I deck you
And you only alive 'cuz I let you
Get to taxin' niggas like the rent due
Gotta pay if I do not respect you
And if you from that block, I'ma bend you
But if you from the opps, I'ma stretch you
No remorse, I show 'em what the tec do
[?], make them bullets special
When I slide, big jets they with me
Free Jada, free Gzzly
Call up Racks, know shit get sticky
And I know Melo moving with the 15
And the day I'm sliding with Billy
Free the Gz, free Drilly
Free Spazzo, MB and Mini
Free Edai, Tmac and Milly
Screaming whoopty, I'm a die in the gang
Like I never stop 'til I slide with the gang
Tell the driver never stop when we slide with them things
Like up it in public and hide in the day
I be stopping sometimes, so I hardly can step
And when we take a trip niggas target the head
Or do him like Noah I'll stomp on the head
Like sweet 16, nigga party dead
Like we took one of y'all so don't speak on the Hat
We the reason why y'all niggas got all of them tats
He was on that block, now he in a pack, known around the world take him off the map
Like R.I.P. Rah, so let's get in the facts
Notti he seen me he ain't let it clap
Dougie he seen me he ain't let it clap
I swear it get deeper than rap

[Outro]
It's that Lee Drilly nigga, you heard?
Drop a 4, I'm upping the 9
94Gz no Gz like these you heard?
Jack B's we jack bigger B's
Drop my shit we 'gon let it squeeze, listen
Mr. The reason your mother told you stay off the corner, nigga
First young nigga on that block drilling like a demon, put him in a box, nigga
Demon child, Grahh-graah, graah