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I-I-I-I-I
I-I-I-I-I
I-I-I-I-I'm working on dying
BNYX

Ridin' with my demons, I can't take nothin' back, yeah
Riding with my demons, they my deadliest friends, ah
Money make 'em do 'em something, put 'em in a trance, I-I'm

Whole lot of mud inside this motherfuckin' buildin', yeah, yeah
Whole lot of motherfuckin' money in this buildin', shh, shh-shh-shh, yeah
All my demons call me, yeah, they call me, I said: Yeah, yeah
Ridin' in this motherfuckin' Scat, I said: Yeah, yeah

Ridin' in this motherfuckin' Urus, oh-oh, I said: Hell, yeah
Pullin' up on people, now they ask me, skrrt, yeah, yeah, I-I'm
Diamonds on my motherfuckin' patek, I said: Yeah, yeah, yeah
Where you think I got this fuckin' money? I said: Yeah, yeah, yeah, woah

Off this fuckin' muddy, boy, I knew you could smell it, shh
All white Margielly-elly on me, I'm a yeti, Woah, ah, I-I'm
How the fuck you play me in the worst, ain't adding up, yeah? Yeah-ah
All this fuckin' cash, I'm winnin', spin, I still won't buy it, yeah

Santa Clara, yeah my bitches, bad bitches, naughty, yeah
I'm on this yacht full time, you got it one day, oh, yeah

Don't get it confused, I'm runnin' my blues up
Hoppin' inside of the Bentley, then whippin' it
Spittin', that muhfuckin' clean it up, ah
Swervin' then dippin', and your bitch get sad, then motherfucker eatin' up

I give a fuck what they sayin', the motherfuckin' rest, the best, I heard enough
Shut up, shut up, shut up bitch, yeah, heard enough, yeah
All these motherfuckers dead, they motherfuckin' snitchin', motherfuckin' slurpin' up
Heard that they wanna come beef with the kid, in that body be spillin', they turnin' up

I just be wanna be geeked in a minute, the sky, the private jet it not enough, yeah
Wait, I can't let it up, bitch, it not addin' up
Some of these moves we learnin', some of these names, some of them sad enough, yeah
Half of these motheruckin' rappers copyin' my swag, I'm done playin' daddy's son

I'm already up in the space, these motherfuckers done 'cause I already done enough
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah

Ridin' with my demons, I can't take nothin' back, yeah
Riding with my demons, they my deadliest friends, ah
Money make 'em do 'em something, put 'em in a trance, I-I'm

Whole lot of mud inside this motherfuckin' buildin', yeah, yeah
Whole lot of motherfuckin' money in this buildin', shh, shh-shh-shh, yeah
All my demons call me, yeah, they call me, I said: Yeah, yeah
Ridin' in this motherfuckin' Scat, I said: Yeah, yeah

Ridin' in this motherfuckin' Urus, oh-oh, I said: Hell, yeah
Pullin' up on people, now they ask me, skrrt, yeah, yeah, I-I'm
Diamonds on my motherfuckin' patek, I said: Yeah, yeah, yeah
Where you think I got this fuckin' money? I said: Yeah, yeah, yeah, woah

Off this fuckin' muddy, boy, I knew you could smell it, shh
All white Margielly-elly on me, I'm a yeti, Woah, ah, I-I'm
How the fuck you play me in the worst, ain't adding up, yeah? Yeah-ah
All this fuckin' cash, I'm winnin', spin, I still won't buy it, yeah

Santa Clara, yeah my bitches, bad bitches, naughty, yeah
I'm on this yacht full time, you got it one day, oh, yeah

Don't get it confused, I'm runnin' my blues up
Hoppin' inside of the Bentley, then whippin' it
Spittin', that muhfuckin' clean it up, ah
Swervin' then dippin', and your bitch get sad, then motherfucker eatin' up
I give a fuck what they sayin', the motherfuckin' rest, the best, I heard enough

Yeah, yeah, yeah

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