"Demons" lyrics
(Somebody say fire)
(Alright)
Step in the cleanest, man are washed, take man to the cleaners
Convoy full of Mercs and Beamers, I remember stepping in Filas
Real niggas, not preachers, Christian Loubs got my soles dem bleeding
Gyal wanna talk about healing, if the devil wears Prada, we're demons
Nuff man wanna seem rich and not be rich, I don't get that
But then again I'm in the party and I won't spend P, I'm with F man
Yeah, gyal wanna fuck with me, ain't even met
Got all these Beckys and Keishas, the skets
Catting for D in my DM request
Look who it is
Oh no, we don't take pictures with these bitches, we don't do photos
Got hella tings 'round me, that's hella tings looking for promo
Looking like Lateysha Grace, and I still might fling her to bro bro
LV kicks with the matching tee, that's fresher than Polo
Man send for me, I'm cool, gyal, send me their postcodes
Double R truck outside, can't promise I won't ghost
Big drip, fell in love with a lit bitch, rosé and rose gold
I'm fucking her, choking her gently I still got the game in a chokehold
Step in the cleanest, man are washed, take man to the cleaners
Convoy full of Mercs and Beamers, I remember stepping in Filas
Real niggas, not preachers, Christian Loubs got my soles dem bleeding
Gyal wanna talk about healing, if the devil wears Prada, we're demons
Bad bitches and divas, they just want rappers and dealers
Cah the rich kids don't rock new freezes, we was in the cold just freezing
In season every time I do road, Harvey Nichs every time I do clothes
Perfect pic every time I do pose
Oh no, we don't take pictures with these bitches, we don't do photos
Got hella tings 'round me, that's hella tings looking for promo
Looking like Megan, I give her the stallion, then I just go home
LV kicks with the matching tee, still fresher than Polo
Step in the cleanest, man are washed, take man to the cleaners
Convoy full of Mercs and Beamers, I remember stepping in Filas
Real niggas, not preachers, Christian Loubs got my soles dem bleeding
Forever young, fire, I'm heated, ego kills but I need it
(Alright)
Step in the cleanest, man are washed, take man to the cleaners
Convoy full of Mercs and Beamers, I remember stepping in Filas
Real niggas, not preachers, Christian Loubs got my soles dem bleeding
Gyal wanna talk about healing, if the devil wears Prada, we're demons
Nuff man wanna seem rich and not be rich, I don't get that
But then again I'm in the party and I won't spend P, I'm with F man
Yeah, gyal wanna fuck with me, ain't even met
Got all these Beckys and Keishas, the skets
Catting for D in my DM request
Look who it is
Oh no, we don't take pictures with these bitches, we don't do photos
Got hella tings 'round me, that's hella tings looking for promo
Looking like Lateysha Grace, and I still might fling her to bro bro
LV kicks with the matching tee, that's fresher than Polo
Man send for me, I'm cool, gyal, send me their postcodes
Double R truck outside, can't promise I won't ghost
Big drip, fell in love with a lit bitch, rosé and rose gold
I'm fucking her, choking her gently I still got the game in a chokehold
Step in the cleanest, man are washed, take man to the cleaners
Convoy full of Mercs and Beamers, I remember stepping in Filas
Real niggas, not preachers, Christian Loubs got my soles dem bleeding
Gyal wanna talk about healing, if the devil wears Prada, we're demons
Bad bitches and divas, they just want rappers and dealers
Cah the rich kids don't rock new freezes, we was in the cold just freezing
In season every time I do road, Harvey Nichs every time I do clothes
Perfect pic every time I do pose
Oh no, we don't take pictures with these bitches, we don't do photos
Got hella tings 'round me, that's hella tings looking for promo
Looking like Megan, I give her the stallion, then I just go home
LV kicks with the matching tee, still fresher than Polo
Step in the cleanest, man are washed, take man to the cleaners
Convoy full of Mercs and Beamers, I remember stepping in Filas
Real niggas, not preachers, Christian Loubs got my soles dem bleeding
Forever young, fire, I'm heated, ego kills but I need it
Writer(s): Achi Avelino, Jesse Sopriye Sokari George
