DEMONS

Post on the block w the drakos pull up on us and we giving out halos (Bow) Try catchin me slipping this ain't no hockey but try me and I'm knocking his face off (Knockin it off) If we can't get you we get at ya fam this is a war it's ya moms that you pray for (You Bett a pray) I got ya bitch she swallow my kids if she eat good I might give her a world tour (I might) Not a big body but come round and try me we giving out shots and catching these homis (Bow) Got ops tryna line me labels tryna sign me we don't play fair so we doing em grimey (Slimes) I can't sign a deal if it's a case I appeal stayin 10 toes Cause I keep it real (Realest) JB keep it sealed got shootas like beal banana clips it's his cap that gets peeled (Banana) Ya don't believe me can't see me like stevie ya gon wonder but I keep the thunder (Keepin it on me) No okc shoota named Kevin catchin ops and we send em to heaven (Haha) Call it redemption he wet up all red they claiming him dead holes filled w lead Ya heard what I said for his life that boy begged on his knees 1 shot and he bled Don't flex for the gram you can get blammed bullets gon spray we not talking pam (Bow bow) Ain't had no fam aint sink I swam ran to the breesh and copped a lamb (Signt it) Ya follow like sheep but I'm talking the ghini Used to eat spam but now it's linguine Sippin dirty martinis these hoes in bikinis pay 200 jus to come see me Bussin a thirty perky (Perky) Said he want beef it's jerky Daring these op boys to merk me (Boo boo boom) Serving that pack know I get busy (Busy) Spinning them blocks till we dizzy (Spinnin) Choppa a drum bitch hold a fifty (50 Clip) I'm w the gang they always w me Cut that bitch off know that she miss me (She do) Blood on my coat but its matching the shoes I'm the best in the game I cannot lose (Nah) Always on go while you be on snooze (Snoozin) My drip official you rockin the fu (Fuuu) Get to the breesh I gotta go (Peace) Smoking on pack it's gelato hoe (Grade A) She got a man but we f*ck on the low Only got friends don't got no foes (None) Talkin bout ops I got plenty of those (Plenty) Madison square we sellin out show Livin so lavish if he want beef let em have it Know I ain't scared I be lovin the static (Ah) Don't get too close or I'm gonna blast (Blastin) Movin shootin 15 shots so ruthless (Bow) Boofin lootin shake like lynch I'm jukin Abusing using she love coke snow tubing Houston astros hit too hard like castro Chillin drillin gang we out here killin Dealin sealin hide the grip conceal it Ebracks realest bar so high can't reach it In the Spot 20 bitches and me that's the ratio they suckin And fuckin my drill on the radio Tour the next day I'm bringing em all and away We go but bitches gon treesh so you know I can't save a hoe (Nope) That's why I play these hoes (Stupid) But I'm still poppin bottles know they gon follow 30 round clip and it's fulla them hollows (Bah nah nah) Hollows not sleepy rip through ya skin and they seep in (Seep in) Run up in his crib and we catchin him sleepin He on his death bed so we pulled the plug Ask Wachu want I got these tips and The slugs I don't really care so I jus let em all air mom found the body she left in despair That's what you get when you play w my paper can't chase a bitch I'll run down a jake Not a peace sign but that's two in his face We scratch off the paint so the d boys can't trace Shots make his body move jus like shakira I'm known in the hood yea they call me the reaper Whole gang ballin you watch from the bleachers Bad bitch named Tay she know I keep the k Can't wife a bitch so I ain't callin her bae On her knees yea she be my lil treesha She want my bread suckin on like a leecha One bitch named Bri and the other one keisha Gone the next day kick em out nice to meet ya