Demonz (feat. Slutty Sonny)
We on go
On go
On go
On go
On go
On go
On go
Bitch we
On go
On go
On go
On go
On go
On go
Bitch we tote that fye
That fye
That fye
That .45 .45
That fye
That fye
That .45 .45
That fye
That fye
That .45 .45
Got demonz in the ride
And they all ready to slide
Rocket launcher boutta blast off (Yeah yeah)
Bitch tryna shake her ass off (Yeah yeah)
Me and my niggas we get live yeah (Yeah yeah)
Boutta hit yo ass with the fye yeah (Yeah yeah)
Now that shit causing armageddon
Me and my niggas we totin weapons
Pistol packin savage Mac 11
Send a fuck nigga up to heaven (To heaven)
Aye fill em with 7
If that boy want smoke
He gone choke, this I know
You a tough guy you get slapped like a hoe
Up that stick like Roman Candles
we can throw them hands if you want
Put that nigga on the ground
Ain't gone be no blow for blow
Knock yo fuckin head off yo shoulders
Nigga act like you know
Nigga act like you know (Get right)
Nigga might get sent home
Leave his body for the crows (What)
Dead and gone (Dead)
Dead and gone (Dead)
You niggas sick I wipe ya nose
Fill his body with the chrome
Dead and gone dead and gone
We on go
On go
On go
On go
On go
On go
On go
Bitch we
On go
On go
On go
On go
On go
On go
Bitch we tote that fye
That fye
That fye
That .45 .45
That fye
That fye
That .45 .45
That fye
That fye
That .45 .45
Got demonz in the ride
And they all ready to slide
Moon is up
Ski mask at night, yeah yeah
We up
It's on sight, green light
Yeah yeah, yeah yeah
I don't talk to many
Cause many act like bitches
With all this fucking gossip
They're gonna swim with fishes
On a fucking mission
Get in the way might end up missing
No not fucking kidding
Thought it was a joke, huh
Extendos aiming out the fucking window
It's your choice
if you choose to be a fucking hero
That's your soul, It'll get took
Health goes down to zero
Down to what
Zero!
Fuck them up (Yeah!)
Fuck them up (Yeah!)
Fuck them up (Yeah!)
Fuck them up
We on go
On go
On go
On go
On go
On go
On go
Bitch we
On go
On go
On go
On go
On go
On go
Bitch we tote that fye
That fye
That fye
That .45 .45
That fye
That fye
That .45 .45
That fye
That fye
That .45 .45
Got demonz in the ride
And they all ready to slide
Demonz live
Angelz die bitch
On go
On go
On go
On go
On go
On go
Bitch we
On go
On go
On go
On go
On go
On go
Bitch we tote that fye
That fye
That fye
That .45 .45
That fye
That fye
That .45 .45
That fye
That fye
That .45 .45
Got demonz in the ride
And they all ready to slide
Rocket launcher boutta blast off (Yeah yeah)
Bitch tryna shake her ass off (Yeah yeah)
Me and my niggas we get live yeah (Yeah yeah)
Boutta hit yo ass with the fye yeah (Yeah yeah)
Now that shit causing armageddon
Me and my niggas we totin weapons
Pistol packin savage Mac 11
Send a fuck nigga up to heaven (To heaven)
Aye fill em with 7
If that boy want smoke
He gone choke, this I know
You a tough guy you get slapped like a hoe
Up that stick like Roman Candles
we can throw them hands if you want
Put that nigga on the ground
Ain't gone be no blow for blow
Knock yo fuckin head off yo shoulders
Nigga act like you know
Nigga act like you know (Get right)
Nigga might get sent home
Leave his body for the crows (What)
Dead and gone (Dead)
Dead and gone (Dead)
You niggas sick I wipe ya nose
Fill his body with the chrome
Dead and gone dead and gone
We on go
On go
On go
On go
On go
On go
On go
Bitch we
On go
On go
On go
On go
On go
On go
Bitch we tote that fye
That fye
That fye
That .45 .45
That fye
That fye
That .45 .45
That fye
That fye
That .45 .45
Got demonz in the ride
And they all ready to slide
Moon is up
Ski mask at night, yeah yeah
We up
It's on sight, green light
Yeah yeah, yeah yeah
I don't talk to many
Cause many act like bitches
With all this fucking gossip
They're gonna swim with fishes
On a fucking mission
Get in the way might end up missing
No not fucking kidding
Thought it was a joke, huh
Extendos aiming out the fucking window
It's your choice
if you choose to be a fucking hero
That's your soul, It'll get took
Health goes down to zero
Down to what
Zero!
Fuck them up (Yeah!)
Fuck them up (Yeah!)
Fuck them up (Yeah!)
Fuck them up
We on go
On go
On go
On go
On go
On go
On go
Bitch we
On go
On go
On go
On go
On go
On go
Bitch we tote that fye
That fye
That fye
That .45 .45
That fye
That fye
That .45 .45
That fye
That fye
That .45 .45
Got demonz in the ride
And they all ready to slide
Demonz live
Angelz die bitch
Credits
Writer(s): Jordon Williams
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