Lyrics Speak on It - MaxThaDemon

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)