Demon Lyrics

Everything 100k

Know the vibes

I pop out with racks in my britches

I pop out with glocks and extensions  

I stay away from attention

Stay focus and stack up these digits

You all in the way, you tripping

Them people get on me I'm dipping

I didn't like school I was ditching

Keep it on me I can't be caught slipping

She gon' eat on the dick like candy

I think the bitch name was Brandy

Pop Perc and I give her a Xanny

That lil' pussy is pink like a cherry

That lil' pussy is smooth no hairy

We went at it like Tom and Jerry

I need money like hoes need fucking

Bag it up get it gone it ain't nothing

I run it up it ain't nothing

Pop a Perc now I'm nauseous

I can see all the fake love

Hate is real but God's watching

40 on me I'll pop it

I don't care about no opps yeah

40 on me I'll pop it send his ass to the doctor

I was a young nigga kicking shit

Tote a 38 with 2 shells left

Circle small as a dot yeah

Can't trust a soul they'll get you popped yeah

I had a 8 ball in my socks

Pull up on 4th for rock

Me and L.K. eat a meal at the docks

Everyday a good day when you up

Swear to god I can't fold for nothing

Hell naw, I can't go for nothing

A lot of drugs keep a young nigga up

A lot of guns we'll smoke something

Bitches, hoes they fuck all of us

Niggas snakes I only trust my gun no talking

I just run it up no walking bitch I'm pulling up

A lot of ppl switch up like the seasons

Pussy try me then I leave you leaking

Doubled my cup you know that I'm leaning

Suflex a nigga if he try to seize me

I'll do the dash on the cops best believe me

We really road running every season

I need a Percky I think that I'm feening

Pop me a 30 I feel like a demon

I pop out with racks in my britches

I pop out with glocks and extensions  

I stay away from attention

Stay focus and stack up these digits

You all in the way, you tripping

Them people get on me I'm dipping

I didn't like school I was ditching

Keep it on me I can't be caught slipping

She gon' eat on the dick like candy

I think the bitch name was Brandy

Pop Perc and I give her a Xanny

That lil' pussy is pink like a cherry

That lil' pussy is smooth no hairy

We went at it like Tom and Jerry

I need money like hoes need fucking

Bag it up get it gone it ain't nothing

Bag it up get it gone it ain't nothing

I just got up in a month

I just got up off a front

Pop a nigga like a bump

She suck me up for a bump

I pop the X now I'm up

I'm off the Henny, I'm drunk

Real Road Runner no front

Out catching cases every month

Exotic that's all in my blunt

Automatic my chopper go dumb

What you mean I'm the motherfuckin' plug

Niggas switch up for them bucks

Bitches gone fuck for them bucks

Tone Montana he keep it tucked

One move then my dawg going up

Bottles up make a toast to the risk we take

You know people out here dying everyday

I'm a get to the money in every way

Really road run for real, really high off them pills

I think that I need to chill

I'ma pull on her hair, I'ma dick her for real

These niggas cap, I know they gon' squill

I don't fuck with nobody, I don't wanna chill

I don't have the patience I need me a deal

I'ma go stupid for real driving foreign

I'm pushing them wheels

Come down to it I'm blowing the steel

A lot of ppl switch up like the seasons

Pussy try me then I leave you leaking

Doubled my cup you know that I'm leaning

Suflex a nigga if he try to seize me

I'll do the dash on the cops best believe me

We really road running every season

I need a Percky I think that I'm feening

Pop me a 30 I feel like a demon

Pop me a 30 I feel like a demon yeah

I pop out with racks in my britches

I pop out with glocks and extensions  

I stay away from attention

Stay focus and stack up these digits

You all in the way, you tripping

Them people get on me I'm dipping

I didn't like school I was ditching

Keep it on me I can't be caught slipping

She gon' eat on the dick like candy

I think the bitch name was Brandy

Pop Perc and I give her a Xanny

That lil' pussy is pink like a cherry

That lil' pussy is smooth no hairy

We went at it like Tom and Jerry

I need money like hoes need fucking

Bag it up get it gone it ain't nothing