Wake Em Up

Aye Uh Uh Fuck it They done woke the demon up I upped the score too much For ours, they better off teaming up I pop a Perc, blow out her top, that lil' bitch creamin' up My team is up You smackin' shit, ain't put your heater up Ain't no keepin' up Find out I fucked his bitch, he beat her up Come through sweepin' up That switch on me in case you creepin' up Come through, eat it up You might just get Chanel, you keep it up Ridin' round with a baby Micro Drac' in that Suburban truck Uh You can't tell me nothing 'bout spinnin' Bends or sellin' bows, you rookie Get the fuck up out my trap if you ain't breakin' down or cookin' You won't see the aftermath when shimmy up and ready Uh Up and ready, fully Up and ready, fully Smack him, thinkin' he a bully Yeah, I hit the booth and rap, but I'm a trapper fully Put a Perky with an deuce of Wock' inside my bubbly Last nigga tried to send a diss, his ass above me Smackin' shit, forgive me, Heaven Father Sticks like Harry Potter Keep that fifty on me just so I can wake up, see tomorrow Bitch, I'm 'bout to go bust down Patek, I don't want no Audemars Please don't reach, I'll up this automatic Generation foreign Want 1000 bricks just like El Chapo and Chyna made the Forbes Why you lyin'? You ain't got no bodies, you ain't upped the score I ain't even have to rap, on bro, I'm in the trap for sure Take it off the stove and let it lie or put it on the floor Fuck her with no lights on, diamonds on so she can see them glow This a oversized Balenci' tee so they can't see my pole They done woke the demon up I upped the score too much For ours, they better off teaming up I pop a Perc, blow out her top, that lil' bitch creamin' up My team is up You smackin' shit, ain't put your heater up Ain't no keepin' up Find out I fucked his bitch, he beat her up Come through sweepin' up That switch on me in case you creepin' up Come through, eat it up You might just get Chanel, you keep it up Ridin' round with a baby Micro Drac' in that Suburban truck