[Intro]
Ayy, ayy, Christian drill music
This that real music, pop a seal music
Yeah, uh, yeah, okay, okay
We ain't trust a soul, that's why we—yeah, okay, okay

[Verse 1]
We ain't trust a soul, that's why we carry poles back in the day
Boy, I'm killin' demons, that's why we diggin' holes, get out my way
Yeah, fast cars, they drift like NASCARs, you hear them tires screechin' (Skrrt)
In the spirit, boy, I feel like [?], you hear the preacher preachin' (Yeah)
Lost souls, they lookin' for a leader, that's why I'm still reachin' (Let's go)
Posted on they block with seven shots, we takin' demons out (Yeah)
Ice on with—yeah, yeah, okay
Ice on, we lookin' for them boys to bring the heaters out (Yeah)
Holy water, we servin' to the fiends, we bring the leaders out (Yeah)
Hit the devil knees, he can't grow up, but this not Peter house
If growing up means it would be
Beneath my dignity to climb a tree
I'll never grow up, never grow up
Never grow up, not me
Get caught lackin' with them demons, boy, and get they head gone
So much ice around my neck, it's startin' to feel like a head cold
Demon Killer Gang captain, put that on my headstone
Judge my music and my walk with Christ, you know you dead wrong
They got sticks and drums, we got different ones, we them ones
Bible blicky and the gospel Glock, no, we don't play with guns (Yeah)
[Chorus]
This that real music, this that demon killer Christian drill music
This that real music, this that holy water, can't pop a seal music
This that real music, this that grab your Bible, not your pill music
This that real music, this that save a soul without a deal music

[Verse 2]
Devil say I need him, boy, that's cap, all I need was Jesus
"Kie, why you kill so many demons?" I don't need no reason
Devil see me, we gon' make him fall like I changed the season
Already told you leave him on the pavement, we gon' leave him bleedin'
Yeah, we gon' leave him bleedin', stay in silent, do no treason
Yeah, got an army with me too, you know we fightin' legions
Yeah, is you Demon Killer Gang? Then tell me where your allegiance stand
I use the Bible like a drum, it's like we tryna make a band
Yeah, we standin', lookin' down on demons, send 'em up to heaven
All this false teachers preach, go read Galatians 1 and 7
Up the score up on the devil, boy, I swear I'm up eleven
I leave my heart up on the stage, I swear I'm startin' to feel like Kevin
Oh no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no
Oh no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no
Yeah

[Chorus]
This that real music, this that demon killer Christian drill music
This that real music, this that holy water, can't pop a seal music
This that real music, this that grab your Bible, not your pill music
This that real music, this that save a soul without a deal music