Demon Lyrics
Henney Major, you goin' crazy!
Twofold Jack
It's the boy
That boy p*ssy, I know I done seen it (Ha-ha)
I switched up the engine, this b*tch like a demon (Yeah)
I just take the one to stay ridin' with my n*na
I'm still blowin' reefer, I do shit illegal
Just wanna rap and take care of my people (On God)
Y'all been a snitch, I don't know, I ain't seen 'em (Uh-uh)
I swerve through the hood and spend time with my people
This b*tch like a party, I turn up the speakers (Blaow, blaow, blaow)
You reach for my chain, then you gon' meet this heater (The f*ck?)
She not a keeper, I call her a eater (Ha-ha)
I'm way overseas smokin' overseas reefer (Okay)
But b*tch, I had to keep that when I went to (On God)
You bad to myself so I hold on, I don't need 'em (I don't need 'em)
I count my own bands, they countin' they (?) (Let me get)
Show love to my fans, take us pictures and greetin' (Look)
And my n*ggas hot, they hot like the heat with them (Uh)
Your b*tch gon' f*ck when she sayin' 'cause I be with them (On God)
We was just broke together, now I eat with them
It's not a race, it's on God, I don't compete with them (Uh-uh)
My n*ggas work, it ain't no (?) here (Dope)
You can get shot, murked just for bein' here (The f*ck?)
Percs, I don't know where be seein' him
Mop off blood, I don't know where he (?)
Come from the bottom, I'm feelin' like I (?) (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Keep my boy steady, I wish I could be with him (Rich n*gga)
I do this for my city, I put on for four and 'em (Ayy, Charlotte)
He move an inch and we might as well blow on him (Ayy, shoot)
Put that on God, it's a gun on my shoulder (On God)
(?) America 'cause I know he-a go with me (Rest in peace)
N*ggas I grew up with right at the show with me (They stay right at the show)
That boy p*ssy, I know I done seen it (Ha-ha)
I switched up the engine, this b*tch like a demon (Yeah)
I just take the one to stay ridin' with my n*na
I'm still blowin' reefer, I do shit illegal
Just wanna rap and take care of my people (On God)
Y'all been a snitch, I don't know, I ain't seen 'em (Uh-uh)
I swerve through the hood and spend time with my people
This b*tch like a party, I turn up the speakers (Blaow, blaow, blaow)
Please don't get me started, yup
Take that 9, put that on the Audi shit
Your n*gga shootin' up, he party
F*ck around, show 'em how we do it up in Charlotte, yeah
I ain't wanna deal with the feelings, I bought they head
Hit the Gucci, she walked out like The Walking Dead
He somewhere loaded up strap with that F&N
These n*ggas goin' out sad like they lost a friend
We ain't goin' like that over hoes
I never be one of these rap n*ggas wanna-be bros (Uh, uh-uh)
Talk to me, watch your lil' tone
I just made eight hundred thousand off two or three shows (Let's go)
How you pull up in two or three hoes?
What's the memo, b*tch? Everything goes
Say she like it, I'm puttin' it on (Mmm)
Icing on me like a cinnamon froze
I ain't talk a n*gga out a trip, out a bitch
I politely pull up on a n*gga, give him his ho
Like, "Here, know your boy gon' have to fix it"
Let him know (Shh), real n*gga, baby, you know, stick it to the code (Let's go)
I ain't gon' tell him I put it in ya throat (gasp)
Sit back and let you ride d*ck on your toes
Left out in the morning with your p*ssy on my clothes
You better let that p*ssy n*gga know
That boy p*ssy, I know I done seen it (Ha-ha)
I switched up the engine, this b*tch like a demon (Yeah)
I just take the one to stay ridin' with my n*na
I'm still blowin' reefer, I do shit illegal
Just wanna rap and take care of my people (On God)
Y'all been a snitch, I don't know, I ain't seen 'em (Uh-uh)
I swerve through the hood and spend time with my people
This b*tch like a party, I turn up the speakers (Blaow, blaow, blaow)
Song Details
Singer : Rich Dunk, DaBaby
Lyrics : Rich Dunk, DaBaby
Music : Henny Major, Twofold Jack
Video : DaBaby
Label : Billion Dollar Baby Entertainment
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