Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Speak on It, artist - MaxThaDemon. Date of issue: 12.06.2019
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Speak on It |
| Gang, gang, gang, gang |
| Gang, gang, gang, gang |
| (LukeFly) |
| Keep a nine like I’m Tony Park' (Grrah) |
| Give him rounds like he Mayweather (Boom) |
| Doing drills make my day better |
| Demons flipping through blocks, letting off and they change sweaters (Gang, |
| gang) |
| But this drilling is nothing new |
| Get a call from my bitch, it’s a go and they coming through (Grrt) |
| All these bitches I’m running through (Boom) |
| But it’s only for now, she cannot be my honey boo (Gang, gang, gang) |
| Get a bag and we double and flip that (Yeah, yeah, yeah) |
| Y’all be some runners, you running, I’ll Rick that |
| Y’all know my body, I’m all on your body, these shooters be snatching a wig cap |
| (Boom, boom, boom) |
| And it’s no time to play with us |
| And it’s bad for your health if you adding a K to us (Gang, gang, gang) |
| In the field staying dangerous |
| Got some shooters on call and they not playing ball, but they shoot and they |
| play for us (Yah, yah) |
| These demons, they shoot and they play for us |
| Mask on my face, ain’t no naming us |
| Medics, they coming to trench it up (Yeah, yeah, yeah) |
| Treesha, she came here and eat it up |
| Treesha, she came here and ate it up (Boom, boom, boom) |
| Keep my gun, got a stick on it |
| And I don’t want the box, so just come put your lips on it (Gang, gang, gang) |
| Lean off 'Tech when I sip on it |
| Knock his head off his body when bullets go hit on it (Gang, gang, gang) |
| Wanna speak, then go speak on it |
| But you speak on my name, hope that chop got a beam on it (Grah, grah) |
| Any beef, got the team on it |
| Hit his mind with this chop, now the ground got his dreams on it (Grah, grah) |
| Wanna speak, then go speak on it |
| But you speak on my name, hope that chop got a beam on it (Boom, boom) |
| Any beef, got the team on it |
| Hit his mind with this chop, now the ground got his dreams on it |
| Bullet wounds, they gon' lay him flat |
| Make a call for this mission, it’s free, but you paid for that (Gang, gang, |
| gang) |
| Fuck a mask, got my Raider hat |
| And I talk with my glizzy, so what you gon' say to that? |
| (Grrah, grrah) |
| But you not saying nothing back |
| Got a drum on this clip and the banners, don’t play with those |
| If you reach, then we taking souls |
| Aim this forty at your heart, leave your chest with a bagel hole |
| Got the shooters on corner blocks, side blocks |
| Keep 'em around, so don’t go get your mom popped |
| Calling me Rondo, I keep me a nine shot |
| Still in the field, he got hit in the blind spot (Grah, grah, grah) |
| But don’t speak 'cause the gunner out |
| I don’t fight, I don’t box, but my chop got a couple rounds |
| Creeping up when the sun is down |
| Call my shot GPS, when I shoot, it’s gon' hunt you down (Gang, gang, gang) |
| This your life, you can’t double up |
| And these hollows is hot, man, your skin, watch it bubble up (Yeah, yeah) |
| Make him lean like a double cup |
| Put a check on your head, watch my demons go run it up (Boom, boom, boom) |
| Wanna speak, then go speak on it |
| But you speak on my name, hope that chop got a beam on it (Gang, gang, gang) |
| Any beef, got the team on it |
| Hit his mind with this chop, now the ground got his dreams on it (Gang, gang, |
| gang) |
| Wanna speak, then go speak on it |
| But you speak on my name, hope that chop got a beam on it (Gah, gah, gah) |
| Any beef, got the team on it |
| Hit his mind with this chop, now the ground got his dreams on it (Gang, gang, |
| gang) |