Yeah them demons calling ain't no stalling [?] Bury her there's no escape so Bury her there's no escape Yeah them demons calling ain't no stalling [?] Bury her there's no escape so Bury her there's no escape Yeah them demons calling ain't no stalling [?] Bury her there's no escape so Bury her there's no escape Yeah them demons calling ain't no stalling [?] Bury her there's no escape so Bury her there's no escape Yeah them demons calling ain't no stalling [?] Bury her there's no escape so Bury her there's no escape Tell 'em hit the lights now, robbin', hit the heist, now Lean is not an option, what options, don't keep my eyes closed Call my enemies to the peace so they can die slow I might go demonic, I'm gone, so keep a knife close [?] just illusion for mortals, so keep the eye close [?] through my eye scope I know that I was born ready to die Only thing promised in this world, death and demise Still from the land of the killin' for pride Packin' the pistol, the shank by your side Swing from the hip but I aim for your neck 'Cause it's kill or be killed in the laws of the west Pull out the pill like I'm finna regret Plus I been puttin' on for my clique and my set Torturin' souls in the pit of my basement They're swimmin' in blood and the feelin's amazing Yeah them demons callin ain't no stalling [?] Bury her there's no escape so Bury her there's no escape Bet you turn to a bitch when you meet your demise Mike The Magician got demons inside The murderous temptations stuck in my mind Get creeped by my thugs and got nowhere to hide Barry Allen forces in my porsche Fuck me with me, I aim at your fedora Never mobbin', shootin' like Aurora Lots of chakra. careful with the aura Mel Gibson, crucifixion, MTM gon' look suspicious Peter Parker, spider senses, tinglin' when I crank that Wesson Mystic Mac that young Steve Jobs Creepin', creepin', through your block Make em shake, Michael Fox Itchin', itchin', break the law Yeah them demons calling ain't no stalling [?] Bury her there's no escape so Bury her there's no escape Yeah them demons calling ain't no stalling [?] Bury her there's no escape so Bury her there's no escape

See I don't give no fuck bout what you on or what you claim They sayin' Mikey switch up I don't ever wanna change And if they say I'm different well my bitch still look the same Ay I'm just getting smarter and my momma got a Range The caddy paint be drippin simmy say it's alright My migo in the kitchen flipping work like all night We pull out the Wesson now we bustin on sight Came out with the choppa boy we talkin' big bikes These niggas say I'm switching fuck what they say Got me feeling like I'm Tom Hanks in Castaway You can see the ice that's on my wrist from miles away And if you got a problem let the guns spray Fuck what they talkin bout I'm rolling on this lonely road You see the dabs upon the range I bought them from the store I spent the check to send my momma down to Monico They playing Young Ramirez on the late night radio And you know gang is always down to roll I'm rollin with the nine i'm Naruto I can't never switch up no I won't Cause being me's the only thing I know Mikey The Magician] See I don't give no fuck bout what you on or what you claim They sayin' Mikey switch up I don't ever wanna change And if they say I'm different well my bitch still look the same Ay I'm just getting smarter and my momma got a Range The caddy paint be drippin simmy say it's alright My migo in the kitchen flipping work like all night We pull out the Wesson now we bustin on sight Came out with the choppa boy we talkin' big bikes

MTM produced it Thumbin' old hunnids, new fifties, they'll blush (Bling) If you heard somebody shittin' on you, it was us Hit her from the back, bend her over to the front I sold you some mid in a bag and say it's Runtz I don't really rap, I just do this shit for fun If you heard somebody shittin' on you, it was us I wasn't supposed to make it out of where I'm from (Huh?) I sold you some mid in a bag and say it's Runtz I'm still countin' one, five, ten inside a roll Hit 'em with the blade, make it do a stick and pole, yeah Choppas on fleek and they aimin' for the nose Step inside the Honda like I'm steppin' in a ghost (Skrrt) I copped me some midget then I went and dressed it up (Huh) You just got finessed 'cause I made it look the part Like I was in Walmart moving through these carts You know crackers lurkin' so I had to play it smart, yeah Uh, I took a different route, hundred babies in the kitchen route (Huh?) Like every day Christmas now I move alone, never with the crowd, yeah These thots wanna kiss me You gotta be on your toes if you with me I feel this drink I'm pourin' in my kidney Promise you don't want the smoke like the chimney, yeah Thumbin' old hunnids, new fifties, they'll blush (Bling) If you heard somebody shittin' on you, it was us Hit her from the back, bend her over to the front I sold you some mid in a bag and say it's Runtz I don't really rap, I just do this shit for fun If you heard somebody shittin' on you, it was us I wasn't supposed to make it out of where I'm from (Huh?) I sold you some mid in a bag and say it's Runtz

I got big bands poppin' and they comin' out of my denims Pulled my choppa out the closet and he sittin' like John Lennon Use to flex in a Honda seater hellcat engine revvin' Bought my boy a Jesus piece, God forgive him he a felon I got big bands poppin' and they comin' out of my denims Pulled my choppa out the closet and he sittin' like John Lennon Use to flex in a Honda seater hellcat engine revvin' Bought my boy a Jesus piece, God forgive him he a felon Draco kick, back up, I sell the best crack Gave a bitch a perc and I don't broke her back Bullets hit your body with a blast tsunami And the chopper not a racist, shootin' everybody Use to pop percs now I'm poppin' Glocks I still fuck with the streets got a block hot Mid-packs five for six I got it off How I keep on sippin' lean, but I still got a cough 50 in my mouth, that's a big check Tesla parks itself, that's a slight flex My people crackin' cards need an Amex My shooters on the field know apex I got big bands poppin' and they comin' out of my denims Pulled my choppa out the closet and he sittin' like John Lennon Use to flex in a Honda seater hellcat engine revvin' Bought my boy a Jesus piece, God forgive him he a felon I got big bands poppin' and they comin' out of my denims Pulled my choppa out the closet and he sittin' like John Lennon Use to flex in a Honda seater hellcat engine revvin' Bought my boy a Jesus piece, God forgive him he a felon

I got me a 40 that I got skrrt skrrt skrrt I got styrofoam Buffet Boys hit em wit a I got me a 40 that gon' shoot I got skrrt skrrt skrrt brand new coupe I got styrofoam with dirty juice Buffet Boys, bih we be the truth I got me a 40 that gon' shoot I got skrrt skrrt skrrt brand new coupe I got styrofoam with dirty juice Buffet Boys, bih we be the truth I got us a plan now We got us some bands now I just got a house bitch Thinking I'm the man now Rocket pocket Let it hit my other 30 bigger band These VVS shine bright like day I'll whip my wrist the other hand Bitch I'm drinking red drop Your career is dead shot Blew a couple bands Got every hater in these streets hot Juggin' got the block hot 40 with that gunshot Biggie got a punt double ducka get a blood clot I can be sippin' My Migo, we whippin' We trapped in the kitchen No lovin', I'm pimpin' I fuck on these women My ex bitch she trippin' Got up on the bun but you know I'm still sipping Bitch I'm feeling cocky Designered down don't tell me Xanax gotcha sloppy Go on hoe you cannot fuck me What you think about me Perkies in my body I'm all by my lonely I can't trust me anybody Marty banging bitch I just caught another body Hoe I'm glo'd as fuck I just ain't know anybody I got me a 40 that gon' shoot I got skrrt skrrt skrrt brand new coupe I got styrofoam with dirty juice Buffet Boys, bih we be the truth I got me a 40 that gon' shoot I got skrrt skrrt skrrt brand new coupe I got styrofoam with dirty juice Buffet Boys, bih we be the truth My 30 wanna bang now People wanna hang now I don't fuck with anybody I'm just by my gang now Hit you with a plan now The hardest in this shit now Geekin' all these drugs man I can't feel my face now Bitch I'm wyling out Go down we shoot it out She wanna fuck for clout Shorty wanna run her mouth Buffet Boys run the south No need to talk it out My pockets bigger bitch You know we be balling now Geekin' and sneakin' These perkys they peakin' I'm busting the 30 I'll leave your ass leaking I fuck on the weekend I leave that bitch thinking That I got me stinking I walk around drinking I just bust a 4-4 For Migo come and rock the kick though She be off a Molly Taking dicks that be a hobby We the hottest out Groupie hoes all in the lobby You ain't dropping hits But you still be extra snobby Drip, drip, when I walk Ten toes down Prada walk If he talk Running chop Red and Blinkie hit 'em off I got me a 40 that gon' shoot I got skrrt skrrt skrrt brand new coupe I got styrofoam with dirty juice Buffet Boys, bih we be the truth I got me a 40 that gon' shoot I got skrrt skrrt skrrt brand new coupe I got styrofoam with dirty juice Buffet Boys, bih we be the truth

I got big bands poppin' and they comin' out of my denims Pulled my choppa out the closet and he sittin' like John Lennon Use to flex in a Honda seater hellcat engine revvin' Bought my boy a Jesus piece, God forgive him he a felon I got big bands poppin' and they comin' out of my denims Pulled my choppa out the closet and he sittin' like John Lennon Use to flex in a Honda seater hellcat engine revvin' Bought my boy a Jesus piece, God forgive him he a felon Draco kick, back up, I sell the best crack Gave a bitch a perc and I don't broke her back Bullets hit your body with a blast tsunami And the chopper not a racist, shootin' everybody Use to pop percs now I'm poppin' Glocks I still fuck with the streets got a block hot Mid-packs five for six I got it off How I keep on sippin' lean, but I still got a cough 50 in my mouth, that's a big check Tesla parks itself, that's a slight flex My people crackin' cards need an Amex My shooters on the field know apex I got big bands poppin' and they comin' out of my denims Pulled my choppa out the closet and he sittin' like John Lennon Use to flex in a Honda seater hellcat engine revvin' Bought my boy a Jesus piece, God forgive him he a felon I got big bands poppin' and they comin' out of my denims Pulled my choppa out the closet and he sittin' like John Lennon Use to flex in a Honda seater hellcat engine revvin' Bought my boy a Jesus piece, God forgive him he a felon

I got me a 40 that I got skrrt skrrt skrrt I got styrofoam Buffet Boys hit em wit a I got me a 40 that gon' shoot I got skrrt skrrt skrrt brand new coupe I got styrofoam with dirty juice Buffet Boys, bih we be the truth I got me a 40 that gon' shoot I got skrrt skrrt skrrt brand new coupe I got styrofoam with dirty juice Buffet Boys, bih we be the truth I got us a plan now We got us some bands now I just got a house bitch Thinking I'm the man now Rocket pocket Let it hit my other 30 bigger band These VVS shine bright like day I'll whip my wrist the other hand Bitch I'm drinking red drop Your career is dead shot Blew a couple bands Got every hater in these streets hot Juggin' got the block hot 40 with that gunshot Biggie got a punt double ducka get a blood clot I can be sippin' My Migo, we whippin' We trapped in the kitchen No lovin', I'm pimpin' I fuck on these women My ex bitch she trippin' Got up on the bun but you know I'm still sipping Bitch I'm feeling cocky Designered down don't tell me Xanax gotcha sloppy Go on hoe you cannot fuck me What you think about me Perkies in my body I'm all by my lonely I can't trust me anybody Marty banging bitch I just caught another body Hoe I'm glo'd as fuck I just ain't know anybody I got me a 40 that gon' shoot I got skrrt skrrt skrrt brand new coupe I got styrofoam with dirty juice Buffet Boys, bih we be the truth I got me a 40 that gon' shoot I got skrrt skrrt skrrt brand new coupe I got styrofoam with dirty juice Buffet Boys, bih we be the truth My 30 wanna bang now People wanna hang now I don't fuck with anybody I'm just by my gang now Hit you with a plan now The hardest in this shit now Geekin' all these drugs man I can't feel my face now Bitch I'm wyling out Go down we shoot it out She wanna fuck for clout Shorty wanna run her mouth Buffet Boys run the south No need to talk it out My pockets bigger bitch You know we be balling now Geekin' and sneakin' These perkys they peakin' I'm busting the 30 I'll leave your ass leaking I fuck on the weekend I leave that bitch thinking That I got me stinking I walk around drinking I just bust a 4-4 For Migo come and rock the kick though She be off a Molly Taking dicks that be a hobby We the hottest out Groupie hoes all in the lobby You ain't dropping hits But you still be extra snobby Drip, drip, when I walk Ten toes down Prada walk If he talk Running chop Red and Blinkie hit 'em off I got me a 40 that gon' shoot I got skrrt skrrt skrrt brand new coupe I got styrofoam with dirty juice Buffet Boys, bih we be the truth I got me a 40 that gon' shoot I got skrrt skrrt skrrt brand new coupe I got styrofoam with dirty juice Buffet Boys, bih we be the truth

See I don't give no fuck bout what you on or what you claim They sayin' Mikey switch up I don't ever wanna change And if they say I'm different well my bitch still look the same Ay I'm just getting smarter and my momma got a Range The caddy paint be drippin simmy say it's alright My migo in the kitchen flipping work like all night We pull out the Wesson now we bustin on sight Came out with the choppa boy we talkin' big bikes These niggas say I'm switching fuck what they say Got me feeling like I'm Tom Hanks in Castaway You can see the ice that's on my wrist from miles away And if you got a problem let the guns spray Fuck what they talkin bout I'm rolling on this lonely road You see the dabs upon the range I bought them from the store I spent the check to send my momma down to Monico They playing Young Ramirez on the late night radio And you know gang is always down to roll I'm rollin with the nine i'm Naruto I can't never switch up no I won't Cause being me's the only thing I know Mikey The Magician] See I don't give no fuck bout what you on or what you claim They sayin' Mikey switch up I don't ever wanna change And if they say I'm different well my bitch still look the same Ay I'm just getting smarter and my momma got a Range The caddy paint be drippin simmy say it's alright My migo in the kitchen flipping work like all night We pull out the Wesson now we bustin on sight Came out with the choppa boy we talkin' big bikes

MTM produced it Thumbin' old hunnids, new fifties, they'll blush (Bling) If you heard somebody shittin' on you, it was us Hit her from the back, bend her over to the front I sold you some mid in a bag and say it's Runtz I don't really rap, I just do this shit for fun If you heard somebody shittin' on you, it was us I wasn't supposed to make it out of where I'm from (Huh?) I sold you some mid in a bag and say it's Runtz I'm still countin' one, five, ten inside a roll Hit 'em with the blade, make it do a stick and pole, yeah Choppas on fleek and they aimin' for the nose Step inside the Honda like I'm steppin' in a ghost (Skrrt) I copped me some midget then I went and dressed it up (Huh) You just got finessed 'cause I made it look the part Like I was in Walmart moving through these carts You know crackers lurkin' so I had to play it smart, yeah Uh, I took a different route, hundred babies in the kitchen route (Huh?) Like every day Christmas now I move alone, never with the crowd, yeah These thots wanna kiss me You gotta be on your toes if you with me I feel this drink I'm pourin' in my kidney Promise you don't want the smoke like the chimney, yeah Thumbin' old hunnids, new fifties, they'll blush (Bling) If you heard somebody shittin' on you, it was us Hit her from the back, bend her over to the front I sold you some mid in a bag and say it's Runtz I don't really rap, I just do this shit for fun If you heard somebody shittin' on you, it was us I wasn't supposed to make it out of where I'm from (Huh?) I sold you some mid in a bag and say it's Runtz

Yeah them demons calling ain't no stalling [?] Bury her there's no escape so Bury her there's no escape Yeah them demons calling ain't no stalling [?] Bury her there's no escape so Bury her there's no escape Yeah them demons calling ain't no stalling [?] Bury her there's no escape so Bury her there's no escape Yeah them demons calling ain't no stalling [?] Bury her there's no escape so Bury her there's no escape Yeah them demons calling ain't no stalling [?] Bury her there's no escape so Bury her there's no escape Tell 'em hit the lights now, robbin', hit the heist, now Lean is not an option, what options, don't keep my eyes closed Call my enemies to the peace so they can die slow I might go demonic, I'm gone, so keep a knife close [?] just illusion for mortals, so keep the eye close [?] through my eye scope I know that I was born ready to die Only thing promised in this world, death and demise Still from the land of the killin' for pride Packin' the pistol, the shank by your side Swing from the hip but I aim for your neck 'Cause it's kill or be killed in the laws of the west Pull out the pill like I'm finna regret Plus I been puttin' on for my clique and my set Torturin' souls in the pit of my basement They're swimmin' in blood and the feelin's amazing Yeah them demons callin ain't no stalling [?] Bury her there's no escape so Bury her there's no escape Bet you turn to a bitch when you meet your demise Mike The Magician got demons inside The murderous temptations stuck in my mind Get creeped by my thugs and got nowhere to hide Barry Allen forces in my porsche Fuck me with me, I aim at your fedora Never mobbin', shootin' like Aurora Lots of chakra. careful with the aura Mel Gibson, crucifixion, MTM gon' look suspicious Peter Parker, spider senses, tinglin' when I crank that Wesson Mystic Mac that young Steve Jobs Creepin', creepin', through your block Make em shake, Michael Fox Itchin', itchin', break the law Yeah them demons calling ain't no stalling [?] Bury her there's no escape so Bury her there's no escape Yeah them demons calling ain't no stalling [?] Bury her there's no escape so Bury her there's no escape