Fighting My Demons
Where the fuck's my blunt?
Where the fuck's my cup?
Where the fuck's my reefer?
Huh, huh, huh, huh, huh, huh
I'm smokin' on kush
Huh, huh, huh, huh, huh, huh
I'm smokin' on kush
Huh, huh, huh, huh, huh, huh
You know I'm a chief?
Huh, huh, huh, huh, huh, huh
You know I'm a chief?
I'm flyin' just like an eagle
Bitch cryin', I don't need her
Four-five, long heater
Hellcat big two-seater
This bitch said she was hungry, this dick what I feed her
I'm on the block servin' entrées, yeah, three-fives a reefer
Yeah, yeah, you know I'ma keep 'em
Huh, huh, and I be chiefin'
All these hoes are some eaters, huh, huh, they'll be eatin'
Cut the lights off, we gon' pull up creepin'
We got four sticks, we're four deep, in the four-door Jeep
My boy trigger finger itchin', leave his brains on the seat
My trigger finger itchin', I feel like D-Wade with the heat
Made him do the runnin' man, we sent some runnin' shots at his feet
I pop X, I pop X, yeah, yeah, I'm geeked
She pops X, she pops X, yeah, yeah, she sleeps
Cullinan Rolls-Royce, I'm 'bout to pull up to a meet
Let's play Russian roulette, bitch, who gon' die first, you or me?
You or me?
(Let's play Russian roulette, bitch, who gon' die first, you or me?)
You or me?
You or me?
(Let's play Russian roulette, bitch, who gon' die first, you or me?)
Yeah
(Star made the beat, I just took it out of the oven)
Yeah
I've been fighting my demons, huh
I've been fighting my–, yeah
I've been fighting my demons, huh
I've been fighting my–, yeah
I've been fighting my demons, huh
I've been fighting my–, huh
I've been fighting my demons, huh
I've been fighting my–, huh, huh
I've been fighting my demons, yeah
I've been fighting my–, huh, huh
I've been fighting my demons, yeah
I've been fighting my–, yeah
I've been fighting my demons, yeah
I've been fighting my–, huh
I've been fighting my demons, huh-yeah
Where the fuck's my cup?
Where the fuck's my reefer?
Huh, huh, huh, huh, huh, huh
I'm smokin' on kush
Huh, huh, huh, huh, huh, huh
I'm smokin' on kush
Huh, huh, huh, huh, huh, huh
You know I'm a chief?
Huh, huh, huh, huh, huh, huh
You know I'm a chief?
I'm flyin' just like an eagle
Bitch cryin', I don't need her
Four-five, long heater
Hellcat big two-seater
This bitch said she was hungry, this dick what I feed her
I'm on the block servin' entrées, yeah, three-fives a reefer
Yeah, yeah, you know I'ma keep 'em
Huh, huh, and I be chiefin'
All these hoes are some eaters, huh, huh, they'll be eatin'
Cut the lights off, we gon' pull up creepin'
We got four sticks, we're four deep, in the four-door Jeep
My boy trigger finger itchin', leave his brains on the seat
My trigger finger itchin', I feel like D-Wade with the heat
Made him do the runnin' man, we sent some runnin' shots at his feet
I pop X, I pop X, yeah, yeah, I'm geeked
She pops X, she pops X, yeah, yeah, she sleeps
Cullinan Rolls-Royce, I'm 'bout to pull up to a meet
Let's play Russian roulette, bitch, who gon' die first, you or me?
You or me?
(Let's play Russian roulette, bitch, who gon' die first, you or me?)
You or me?
You or me?
(Let's play Russian roulette, bitch, who gon' die first, you or me?)
Yeah
(Star made the beat, I just took it out of the oven)
Yeah
I've been fighting my demons, huh
I've been fighting my–, yeah
I've been fighting my demons, huh
I've been fighting my–, yeah
I've been fighting my demons, huh
I've been fighting my–, huh
I've been fighting my demons, huh
I've been fighting my–, huh, huh
I've been fighting my demons, yeah
I've been fighting my–, huh, huh
I've been fighting my demons, yeah
I've been fighting my–, yeah
I've been fighting my demons, yeah
I've been fighting my–, huh
I've been fighting my demons, huh-yeah
Credits
Writer(s): Tobias Dekker, Anton Martin Mendo, Warren Hunter, Kenyatta Jamal Frazier, Bart Van Hoewijk, Olle Elvis Zijlstra
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