Demon Juice
Uh, bow
Uh, demon juice
Demon juice
Uh, uh, look
Ayy
Uh
Bow, bow, ayy
Demon juice
You can't see me when I'm speeding through
Hop out
One car, just me and you
Got locked but your mans ain't freeing you
Got locked but your mans ain't freeing you
I had enough of this shit
How you come up with this shit?
Take Percs, start buggin' and shit
I start bugging and shit
Groupies want me in the mix
Lil' mommy want me in a pic
I can't, too slick
Don't let my shooter catch a fit
Don't let my shooter catch a fit
You get to looking like a lick
You get to looking like a lick
I only call him when it's lit
He got the 40 on the hip
She always looking at me, so I took her
Now I'm acting Dougie with your bitch
Demon juice
You can't see me when I'm speeding through
Hop out
One car, just me and you
Got locked but your mans ain't freeing you
Got locked but your mans ain't freeing you
Demon juice, I'm off it
I'm on him
Caught him slippin', early morning
I took the 'cause I was yawning
Fivi, I got him
With two options
Kill
His house, kick the door
Dior
He was dead before he hit the floor
Dead opps, I need more
Stake out, I'm on his block with a K out
Chopstick like a steak house
Bitch, I'm hungry, I need to take out
Demon juice
You can't see me when I'm speeding through
Hop out
One car, just me and you
Got locked but your mans ain't freeing you
Got locked but your mans ain't freeing you
Uh, demon juice
Demon juice
Uh, uh, look
Ayy
Uh
Bow, bow, ayy
Demon juice
You can't see me when I'm speeding through
Hop out
One car, just me and you
Got locked but your mans ain't freeing you
Got locked but your mans ain't freeing you
I had enough of this shit
How you come up with this shit?
Take Percs, start buggin' and shit
I start bugging and shit
Groupies want me in the mix
Lil' mommy want me in a pic
I can't, too slick
Don't let my shooter catch a fit
Don't let my shooter catch a fit
You get to looking like a lick
You get to looking like a lick
I only call him when it's lit
He got the 40 on the hip
She always looking at me, so I took her
Now I'm acting Dougie with your bitch
Demon juice
You can't see me when I'm speeding through
Hop out
One car, just me and you
Got locked but your mans ain't freeing you
Got locked but your mans ain't freeing you
Demon juice, I'm off it
I'm on him
Caught him slippin', early morning
I took the 'cause I was yawning
Fivi, I got him
With two options
Kill
His house, kick the door
Dior
He was dead before he hit the floor
Dead opps, I need more
Stake out, I'm on his block with a K out
Chopstick like a steak house
Bitch, I'm hungry, I need to take out
Demon juice
You can't see me when I'm speeding through
Hop out
One car, just me and you
Got locked but your mans ain't freeing you
Got locked but your mans ain't freeing you
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Writer(s): Fetty Luciano, Konrad Zasada
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