Demon
Ima demon bitch
Talk about me and I'm spraying clips
The heat is on, I'm in the fire pit
Hoping one day ima make it rich (Yuh)
Ima demon bitch (Huh)
I'm spraying clips (Gang)
I'm in the fire pit (Aye)
Ima make it rich
Ask in my city whose the realest one
I don't cap, when I say my homies toting guns
You're broke as fuck, and ain't owning nothing
My neck golden boy, like I'm the chose one
I dropped a few but I, made that back
Fuck these rappers all they saying is cap
Fake as hell, and I don't fuck with that
I been that boy who's been moving packs
I been that man with the oz's
These bitches talk like they know me
These local rappers all phony
Better hope you don't owe me
Cause I'll Bend block, I don't fuck with cops
My old homies are fans, fall bitches are not the opps
I'm getting money and got some pretty bitches all on my jock
And fuck these rapper who wanna diss me
I gotta few packs from Disney
I'm crazy bitch so don't tempt me
Gon fuck around and convince me
To make a bitch hit his knees
And burn his ass with that 3rd degree
Ima demon bitch
I'm spraying clips
I'm in the fire pit
Ima make it rich
Yo
Bet you're surprised that I'm spitting with vets
Reason for that, I'm as good as it gets
And you best believe, when I'm getting it next
I'll be fucking up pages while paying the rent
Know that i'm popping so don't you pretend
When this shit is finished, not making amends
I'm young and I'm hopeless, I've trapped in them vans
Been stuck in my ways, been losing my friends
Most of y'all's shits wack dog, that's facts though
I'm in the function, chilling with bad hoes
Please leave that slackjaw out the back door
Your bitch on the pole and she ain't bashful
Step into my weight, it gets heavy
When I don't be falling for shit that is trending
I'm just doing me, y'all ain't ever been ready
Think that I'm cashing, the way I be betting
How I think I'm the best, how could you not get it
I'd tell you you're wack but my brother been said it
I'll step on the court, like my name jj reddick
If you think it's sweet, then I'm diabetic
Ima demon bitch
I'm spraying clips
I'm in the fire pit
Ima make it rich
Ima demon bitch
No getting save by your praying shit
I'm dragging y'all, to the grab with this
So you can see, how my cadence is
Ima demon bitch
Your praying shit
To the grave with this
How my cadence is
Ima demon bitch
Your praying shit
To the grave with this
How my cadence is
Ima demon bitch
I'm spraying clips
I'm in the fire pit
Ima make it rich
And now your old bitch, want be my lady
So I play her first, can't let her play me
I feel like young Gerald, you can call me king wavy
But she calling me number one, like my name was macgrady
Heard em say they wanna kill me (Huh) heard 'em say that I'm a dead man (Yeah)
All because they don't feel me, so you better aim for my head then
If you don't bitch I'm packing my gun (Facts) and I'm spraying till you're using a bed pan
Ima killer that's focused on music, you marks are gonna respect my pen
Ima demon bitch
No getting saved by your praying shit
I'm dragging y'all, to the grave with this
So you can see, how my cadence is
Ima demon bitch
Talk about me and I'm spraying clips
The heat is on, I'm in the fire pit
Hoping one day ima make it rich (Yuh)
Ima demon bitch (Huh)
I'm spraying clips (Gang)
I'm in the fire pit (Aye)
Ima make it rich
Ask in my city whose the realest one
I don't cap, when I say my homies toting guns
You're broke as fuck, and ain't owning nothing
My neck golden boy, like I'm the chose one
I dropped a few but I, made that back
Fuck these rappers all they saying is cap
Fake as hell, and I don't fuck with that
I been that boy who's been moving packs
I been that man with the oz's
These bitches talk like they know me
These local rappers all phony
Better hope you don't owe me
Cause I'll Bend block, I don't fuck with cops
My old homies are fans, fall bitches are not the opps
I'm getting money and got some pretty bitches all on my jock
And fuck these rapper who wanna diss me
I gotta few packs from Disney
I'm crazy bitch so don't tempt me
Gon fuck around and convince me
To make a bitch hit his knees
And burn his ass with that 3rd degree
Ima demon bitch
I'm spraying clips
I'm in the fire pit
Ima make it rich
Yo
Bet you're surprised that I'm spitting with vets
Reason for that, I'm as good as it gets
And you best believe, when I'm getting it next
I'll be fucking up pages while paying the rent
Know that i'm popping so don't you pretend
When this shit is finished, not making amends
I'm young and I'm hopeless, I've trapped in them vans
Been stuck in my ways, been losing my friends
Most of y'all's shits wack dog, that's facts though
I'm in the function, chilling with bad hoes
Please leave that slackjaw out the back door
Your bitch on the pole and she ain't bashful
Step into my weight, it gets heavy
When I don't be falling for shit that is trending
I'm just doing me, y'all ain't ever been ready
Think that I'm cashing, the way I be betting
How I think I'm the best, how could you not get it
I'd tell you you're wack but my brother been said it
I'll step on the court, like my name jj reddick
If you think it's sweet, then I'm diabetic
Ima demon bitch
I'm spraying clips
I'm in the fire pit
Ima make it rich
Ima demon bitch
No getting save by your praying shit
I'm dragging y'all, to the grab with this
So you can see, how my cadence is
Ima demon bitch
Your praying shit
To the grave with this
How my cadence is
Ima demon bitch
Your praying shit
To the grave with this
How my cadence is
Ima demon bitch
I'm spraying clips
I'm in the fire pit
Ima make it rich
And now your old bitch, want be my lady
So I play her first, can't let her play me
I feel like young Gerald, you can call me king wavy
But she calling me number one, like my name was macgrady
Heard em say they wanna kill me (Huh) heard 'em say that I'm a dead man (Yeah)
All because they don't feel me, so you better aim for my head then
If you don't bitch I'm packing my gun (Facts) and I'm spraying till you're using a bed pan
Ima killer that's focused on music, you marks are gonna respect my pen
Ima demon bitch
No getting saved by your praying shit
I'm dragging y'all, to the grave with this
So you can see, how my cadence is
Ima demon bitch
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Writer(s): Christian Ruiz-bright
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