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