Demon Time (Lil Yachty feat. Draft Day)

Told her, "Don't wait for me"
 Your time is up, better save it, please
 I just ran up me a 80 piece (Ayy)
 She on her knees suckin' dick like she pray to me
 Doggin' that bitch 'til her face full of Maybelline
 In my cup, maybe it's lean, we don't do no green
 Left wrist on Billie Jean, Billie Jean, Billie Jean
 Draft Day, he poppin', no, Sante ain't stoppin'
 He need all his profits, some say that he cocky
 I know that he got it, he flew a bitch out from the tropics
 Exotic, I'm smokin', Supreme, had to box it
 458 'Rari take off like rockets
 Wide body kit like Buffie the Body
 All-white Maybach, I nicknamed it Scotty 2 Hotty (Woo)
 My Mexican bitch treat me like Liberace (Yeah)
 I threw 20,000 on 25 strangers
 Being raised by QC prepared me for the danger (Hey)
 My stick got a scope like a Texas park ranger
 I look up to Mom and Mom only
 I ran up a sack in some orange grey Saucony's
 My bitches give love, but I'm still feelin' lonely
 My heart got a space the same size as a counter
 No money can fill it, I'm hot as a skillet (Hot)
 These rappers two-faced, it's so bad I could peel it
 See they true colors, I cut every finger for all of my bruhs
 I'll hop off the plane backwards wrapped in some Louis V covers
 Head first in the gutter (Yeah)
 If it's for the guap, fettucine
 Might cop a new truck, cream like Alfredo Linguini
 These new niggas weenies
 The year is '06 with my black Bapesta beanie
 She rub on my groin like there might be a genie
 I can't take a bad dressin' bitch to my mama
 I might take the bitch from the hood to Bahamas
 Show her 'bout the world, this bitch here ain't even my girl (Yeah)
 I pass the bitch off, let the homie go handle it (Yeah)
 Big pointer stones 'round my neck
 Light the room like a candle lit (Boom)
 Don't get too close, 762's knock off your shoulder, dismantle it
 Masked up, no Rip Hamilton (Yeah, brrt)
 You niggas squares like Carlton
 I'm in Bel-Air (Yeah) posted at Nobu
 Inside the whip, orange like Goku
 Lil' boy, I done told you, I been hit the ho, that's old news
 These niggas be cappin', no Pro Tools
 22, bitch, and I look like a mogul (Yeah)
 Got more money than your whole family tree (Yeah, yeah)
 Double that shit, and you still won't reach me (Bitch)
 You in the nosebleeds, I sit in floor seats
 Right where the coach at, but you can't coach me
 Draft Day been on that, sound like Kobe
 Please name a nigga who really can stop me (On God)
 Can't no one stop you, you next like the runner-up
 Niggas stay flexin', they bitch, I'ma look her up
 Hook her up, dick her down, got a new stick
 Nine-mil' bullets and 30 rounds
 Ready to hunt a clown
 I been that nigga since, uh, I can't remember
 Since when? Wintertime, man, I remember December
 Wore a dress, now they tryna slander my gender
 My bitch was on set lookin' mighty tender (Woo)
 So fuck what they talkin' 'bout, tell 'em to watch they mouth
 'Fore I get outta body (Yeah), and I knock 'em out
 I bought 12 different whips like it's nothin' new
 I keep blicks on the hip like they stuck with glue
 I drop bombs on a bitch, I'm not DJ Clue (Boom)
 My niggas bangin' red, it's the way of life (Brrt)
 We buyin' guns like it's illegal, on the ninth
 Fuckin' my Asian, she makin' me jasmine rice (Go)
 I took a whole lotta slander from fuck niggas, broke niggas
 Fuck all of that, I'm the prototype
 Grabbin' the wheel, I don't give a fuck (Skrrt)
 Nigga want smoke, I hope that it's up
 Aimin' the stick at the square like the game with the duck
 Nigga gon' knuck if you buck (Brr)
 I got like ten different watches I never wear
 My Louis mono, not no Damier (Yeah)
 Had the penthouse with three different concierge (Yeah)
 I know all of my haters cannot compare (Yeah, 'pare, 'pare)