Lyrics Devils, Monkeys, Burdens - Hotboii

Do you want to smoke?
(We want all the smoke)

I got the devil, monkeys and burdens
They all on my back
Applying pressure in the field, I swear to god they fallin' back
Youngin' runnin' with extensions, who taught em that?
We got choppers now, we never gotta call the lumberjack
Some of my niggas love to jack
Some of my niggas love to trap
He take that 'cause he wanted that
Or post up where that corner at
Ain't get accustomed to this life
I already been a part of that
Yeah, fore you drill go get the mask
You can't get caught up livin' fast

Showing too much love, the outcome will never change
If I alter how I show love, it might alter all of my pain
And we drilling all in a week
How I'm feelin' it's them or me
I know niggas that talk to troll
But was killing shit in the street
You gon' salute me or shoot me, either or?
So, it shouldn't be no confusion
Just like an opp though, these niggas pussy,
They cutchie
Once he meet the chopstick, he'll be sushi
And this Draco come with drums
Just like a biscuit and a two piece
I'll never tell 'em 'bout what I did when I slid
I got lead, can't ride without it
Caught a opp, you ain't slide
Can't be 'round while I'm here
I'm the trophy, what I look like, slime
When I got niggas for that

I got the devil, monkeys and burdens
They all on my back
Applyin' pressure in the field
I swear to God they fallin' back
Younging runnin' with extensions
Who taught em that?
We got choppers now, we never gotta call the lumberjack
Some of my niggas love to jack
Some of my niggas love to trap
He take that cause he wanted that
Or post up where that corner at
Ain't get accustomed to this life
I already been a part of that
Yeah, fore you drill go get the mask
You can't get caught up livin' fast

I was in the fast lane, I went and got codeine
Mama told me, "Oh, child, slow down on the speed"
Never lacking
You couldn't catch a z if you was goin' to sleep
Yeah they rap what they gon' do to me
But instead they do to be
Walked through the rain
I kept my rain coat that's where my toolie be
What's his name got fake jewelry
That ain't got nothin' to do with me
Yeah I been on game, I just play dumb
You was never foolin' me
Okay stand on what you said, don't make you follow up
Rule number one on the beat
Just keep it where you got it from
I promise you, I'm smokin' presidential, roll up Donald Trump
I promise you, the way this glizzy be spinnin' it'll make Donald Duck

I got the devil, monkeys and burdens
They all on my back
Applyin' pressure in the field
I swear to God they fallin' back
Younging runnin' with extensions
Who taught em that?
We got choppers now, we never gotta call the lumberjack
Some of my niggas love to jack
Some of my niggas love to trap
He take that cause he wanted that
Or post up where that corner at
Ain't get accustomed to this life
I already been a part of that
Yeah, fore you drill go get the mask
You can't get caught up livin' fast