Demons

Demons

Demon on the prowl tonight
Fuck, better watch your back
Cruising with that neeman on me
You gonna hear it crack
Lil' bitch boy keep on talking on me
He might just get wacked tight
Pussy want that pressure made a move, think how this ass tight

Freepon's back to back, I'm too faded, now we pressin'
Run the fucking pocket, shake 'em down like some dressin'
I'm too fucking high and you're too lame to be stressin'
Steer low the lay, how we die and get the gas lit
Blade up on my side, yeah you know how we gon' ride, bitch
This shit building up, yeah boneless, make this my glitch
Lost up in the air, yeah dick gon' make her legs twitch
Bodies on the pavement, stack 'em like a sandwich

Blade up, homecide, keep on fucking talking bitch
Bang up on your door yeah, guess who fucking knocking bitch?
Shooting that bitch down, yeah ain't no point in locking it
Run up through your crib, leave a dead man walking, bitch
I know how you feel but I don't feel the same
Talking on my girl, now I'm aiming for your brain
Pussy better run 'cause the demon on his way
Cross my heart, hope to die, pussy better pray

Demon on the prowl tonight
Fuck, better watch your back
Cruising with that neeman on me
You gonna hear it crack
Lil' bitch boy keep on talking on me
He might just get wacked tight
Pussy want that pressure made a move, think how this ass tight

I ain't know we're close but my bitch act like I'm famous
Hold her, chopper spittin', yeah that bitch be acting heinous
Talking all the talk, she might end up part stainless
Strokin' on my bitch, yeah that's anything but painless
Glizzy make 'em dance, yeah make 'em do the tango
Got my mind unchained and I'm shootin like I'm Django
Pussy in my face, get to lick it like some mango
Obtuse, what them legs do? Bend them at an angle



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Writer(s): Kyle Hall
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