Demon (feat. O.A.B.)

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 f*ck, and ain't owning nothing My neck golden boy, like I'm the chose one I dropped a few but I, made that back F*ck these rappers all they saying is cap Fake as hell, and I don't f*ck 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 f*ck 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 f*ck these rapper who wanna diss me I gotta few packs from Disney I'm crazy bitch so don't tempt me Gon f*ck 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