$ki Mask The Slump God - Demon Time / Shells lyrics

[Intro: Trippie Redd] Ha (Ha-ha) Demon time, ni**a (Yeah) Gang, uh (Gang, gang) Hell Give 'em hell (Brr, bah) I got bales (Bah, bah, bah) I got shells (Bah) (I'm shy, oh my God) Shells [Verse 1: Trippie Redd] Shoot a ni**a up 'cause I ain't worried 'bout sh*t Diamonds on my neck and on my wrist I got lots of Perkys on me, sh*t (sh*t) Do a ten with a ten, tryna win, tryna grin at the devil (At the devil) b*tch, I am a rebel, I don't give a fu*k Talking all that sh*t, lil' b*tch, then I'll pull up and shoot you up (Graow) Ayy, yeah, yeah, know my mind hella corrupt I get to that money, lil' ni**a, on my brother (On my brother) You could never, huh, you could never, mother— fu*k you and yours, you ain't really 'bout it (Yeah) Said he want some smoke with gang, but, man, I rеally doubt it (Doubt it) Put some racks up on your head, lil' b*tch, a hundred thousand (Ha-ha) b*tch, I'm fly (Mwah), Fеrragamo Falcon King of the jungle, y'all ni**as buck, man, we really pouncing OVO, Drac' and forty bust, flaming up all they houses (Bah) I ain't never worried, but I know they worried 'bout me [Chorus: Trippie Redd & Ski Mask the Slump God] b*tch, keep staring (Haha, keep staring) Keep staring (Ayy) Keep staring, ayy Keep staring I lean like a kickstand I get money, big bands We ain't playing, big grams in the blunt, what you saying? (Ha-ha-ha) Man, what you saying? (What you saying?) [Post-Chorus: Trippie Redd] Ayy, what you saying? (What? What you—? What you—? What you—? What?) Ayy, oh, what you saying? (What? What you—? What you—? What? What you saying?) Ayy, oh, what you saying? (What? What? What you—? What? What you saying?) Ayy, oh, yeah [Verse 2: Ski Mask the Slump God] Water (Ayy, yeah) Like Zelda, b*tch, I'm tryna link (Tryna link) Faucet failure, I've been breaking sinks Legendary like I am a sphinx (Sphinx) At the ball with your b*tch, a few drinks, in a mink Pink Panther skin-colored, I think (I think, uh-huh) They don't understand the words that I link (I link) They be sleep like a Bill Cosby drink (Yeah, huh) They know we lit, God damn it (Yeah) I'm up on Planet Namek (Yeah, yeah) On demon time, they panic (Yeah) 'Cause they thought a ni**a was satanic (Yeah, yeah, ayy) 'Cause we keep that tool like mechanic (Ha-ha-ha) On Planet Drool with Lava Girl, you know we doing damage (Okay) Okay, sauced up Matter fact, Black Clover, b*tch, I'm motherfu*king Asta Money longer than a dread head on a Rasta Let's get this sh*t straight, I'm 'bout to fix your damn posture 'Til I'm at Heaven's gates, b*tch, I'ma stay smoking (Let's go, let's go, let's go) Yeah, yeah, opps, what did you say? (Woo) Just like an animal, just like a cannibal, your b*tch out here su*king meat every day (Okay) I'm on a pedestal, never go federal, eating that cake like I'm damn Anna Mae (Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy) Smokin that zaza out here in LA We the one blowing up like a grenade (Let's go) [Chorus: Trippie Redd, Ski Mask the Slump God, & Both] b*tch, keep staring (Ha-ha) Keep staring (Okay) Keep staring, ayy (Keep staring) Keep staring I lean like a kickstand I get money, big bands (Yeah, yeah, yeah) We ain't playing, big grams in the blunt, what you saying? (What you—?) Man, what you saying?