Voices
(Woah-woah-woah-woah)
(Woah)
(I'm hearing voices)
Put me sound asleep
(Woah-woah)
(Yeah-yeah-yeah-woah-woah)
I'm hearing voices put me sound asleep
They looking for something
They're going in deep
My eyes rolling back i can't feel a thing
But i seen some demons
It's Like eight around me
(Woah-woah-woah)
How far are y'all tryna go?
What are y'all looking for inside This scope?
(Inside my mind - inside my mind)
(In my brain-my mind)
I can't feel a thing, everything is blue eyes
Feel like I'm on a polar bear coat
Feel like I'm a polar bear cold
(But I'm hotter that the stove)
(Yeah)
The Devil he wrote's
(Yeah) he gave me a rose
And then it burned down into hell
(No grove)
He took me down into the grole
(Yeah)
I got your girl flexin' in front of 'da store
Gotta look to my phone
Looked to my left and right
(They gone?) (Woah)
(I cannot see him again!!!)
When i looked back, oh here he go
(No) I gotta run - I gotta run - I gotta run
And go get my gun
Go get my gun
And go get my gun
(Oh) they tryna have fun
Shorty a demon - shorty a demon
Her eyes red (Yeah)
She screaming
(She a demon)
(Yeah)
Now she over there
Looking like Simon
(Uhh - uhh)
Had to nut in her mouth
It looked like some semen
Yeah you know I'll be greenish
(That's some shit)
(Green dot, on my yellow tips)
(I keep blue tips)
Blue tips inside of my clip
Run up on me and I'm upping it
You better start duckin' it
(Cause you know I'm a leave bussing shit)
(Like a truck i had to hurt some shit)
(Woah)
(I'm hearing voices)
Put me sound asleep
(Woah-woah)
(Yeah-yeah-yeah-woah-woah)
I'm hearing voices put me sound asleep
They looking for something
They're going in deep
My eyes rolling back i can't feel a thing
But i seen some demons
It's Like eight around me
(Woah-woah-woah)
How far are y'all tryna go?
What are y'all looking for inside This scope?
(Inside my mind - inside my mind)
(In my brain-my mind)
I can't feel a thing, everything is blue eyes
Feel like I'm on a polar bear coat
Feel like I'm a polar bear cold
(But I'm hotter that the stove)
(Yeah)
The Devil he wrote's
(Yeah) he gave me a rose
And then it burned down into hell
(No grove)
He took me down into the grole
(Yeah)
I got your girl flexin' in front of 'da store
Gotta look to my phone
Looked to my left and right
(They gone?) (Woah)
(I cannot see him again!!!)
When i looked back, oh here he go
(No) I gotta run - I gotta run - I gotta run
And go get my gun
Go get my gun
And go get my gun
(Oh) they tryna have fun
Shorty a demon - shorty a demon
Her eyes red (Yeah)
She screaming
(She a demon)
(Yeah)
Now she over there
Looking like Simon
(Uhh - uhh)
Had to nut in her mouth
It looked like some semen
Yeah you know I'll be greenish
(That's some shit)
(Green dot, on my yellow tips)
(I keep blue tips)
Blue tips inside of my clip
Run up on me and I'm upping it
You better start duckin' it
(Cause you know I'm a leave bussing shit)
(Like a truck i had to hurt some shit)
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Writer(s): Kemone Holt
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