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[Intro: Sai So]
Woo,
Everyones’s getting yakked to this,
Today, today, like today, I’m not even jimming it,
You’re gonna say like, bruv, you visioned it and it came, Yappity yap (demon time)
Yap, yappity yap,

[Chorus: Sai So]
Look, stop, I don't do the talkin' (Yappity yap, yappity yap),
They on zero, they ain't scorin' (Please tell me why they talk like that), Look, I’m on the block with demons (DT, demon time),
Man, I got bae in her feelings (You said that you would change),
Dior all on the stitch (Splash, splash, splash),
Got a bulldog on my hip (Crash, crash, crash, crash),
Man, I’m on the block with demons (DT, demon time),
Got bae in her feelings (You said that you would change),
Ayy, ayy,

[Verse 1: Sai So]
Got 100 opps but none of them slide (no),
The opps just got a civilian again, people it ain’t safe out side (ouch),
She got me on Snap, I can make her day right now if I choose to reply (hey), Blow man off the top of the block, let’s see if them man there fly,
If I block her crazy arse right now I’m getting added by fake accounts (loads), If Dior on the stitch don’t do it,
I bet my Roley will make her pout (mwah),
She wanna roll with the demons, her mum want her to find a reverend,
Man had to whip up a magical remix, like it ain’t straight drop man sell it,

[Verse 2: M24]
(Uhuh) I’m a star in the hood like Tinchy Stryder (yo),
She knows I’m a demon timer (yes),
What you gonna do when the GB’s pull up? Pull up on a man all black like Chyna, All of this Lizzie, McGuire (gwop),
This rum got my chest on fire, he never got me down he a liar,
Most of them get got and sing like a choir (uhuh),
Pulled up at the remix, now we on the remix, used to have food for the cats like Felix, She don’t really love me, she just wanna eat it (eat it),
Is it me or the life she’s feeling? (is it me or the life?)
Got a bad b doing up (demon time) now she in her feelings,
Chef man down, do it with meaning (uh),
Why you think the opps in their feelings? (uhuh),

[Verse 3: Potter Payper]
Trick or treating, don’t knock that door I wanna catch him sleeping (shh), One in the head, I’m fucked in my head (bow bow bow),
I’ll bun down yours, get bun in your bed,
Probably something I’ve done, not something I said,
I’ll spit in her mouth, let her fuck all my friends,
I’ll back that Wray till nothing was left (mad),
Got bae in her feelings,
Got F’s on my kicks and I don’t give a F,
You’re bad for the fans and bad for the net,
I’m bad in the flesh, I’ll st*b him to death,
If I tell you bout Young Dizz,
If I tell you bout H and I’ll tell you bout S,
If l tell you bout my CBTs and he told me them yutes are possessed, (rah), (Die, Splash, splash, splash)

[Verse 4: Skore Beezy]
Man all this demon talk, my akhi told me astaghfirullah (ah),
I done did that left and right, I’m way too bait, got things in the car,
And man pour that shit from the bottle, man it’s straight not rocks in a glass, I’ll blow man off the top of the block, and lets see if them man there last, Spent a quid on my coat for the winter (splash),
Italiano like Inter (splash),
Man they had me in the Cell like Splinter, I had a opp boy doing up sprinter (jokers), I’ll spin man, do it like Yinka,
This demon time not nuh linga,
Double tap but it weren’t like Insta,

[Chorus: Sai So]

[Verse 5: HP Onit]
Yeah I’m that top boy from the 6, yeah I’m a hood baby,
Back then I was doing rips on your kids, I was a crook maybe (stupid), And I don’t regret nothing back then, I’d go back and do it all over again, Got about half of the boys inside but we’ll still ride on all of your men, Simple, my guys really outside (blow), my guys really got time (now), Pull up, up on your men with a Roscoe, big shop like Costco,
Ain’t no snitch up on my block, if there is then he’ll get knocked,
Free them 501s and then Z, we just sinning then we repent,

[Verse 6: HP YJ]
(Ay) All we do is just ride out, we slide out, free the gang that’s doing their time now, Big waps get busy with that, if you wanna talk facts let me hit ‘em with that (crash), Them man just inna there talking, straight minimum balling (woop, woop),
If I pulls up, they’re hid in the corners (woop), young boss never followed no orders, Do it like Mitch big corporate, hop out the whip they’re stalling it,
While my drink be pouring it, whole gang outside with a Porsche init (brap), Man like (?) stepped in the T, yeah I’m back from doubling this re,
Gun lean with the money machine, too many racks it don’t fit in my jeans,

[Chorus: Sai So]

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