Demons (feat. Fivio Foreign & Sosa Geek)

Like what?
 Yeah, yeah
 Six, six, six, six, six, six
 Baow
 Yeah
 Fivi, Sosa, viral, movie
 I'm in this bitch with the Wooski
 Ball in the summer like Drew League
 Champagne got me loopy
 Glizzy Bop lookin' groovy
 All the demons lookin' moody (what?)
 (All the demons lookin' moody)
 Skrrt 'round there in your ends, whole southside on ten
 Not like them, make men lean out Benz
 That's how a man get blem, you and your friends
 This Hermés from runway, this ain't Ralph Lauren
 Tell them again, loved her way back when
 Drunk so I type "Je t'aime" but don't hit send
 Send some bread to the pen
 All my G's are blessed, we check in for them
 Whole lotta charges laid to this day
 No confessions for them
 Man really feel no ways, these man waste
 No progression for them
 Think you're bad, just wait, food get ate
 And that's just lessons for them
 Sosa (Sosa), Fivi (Fivi), lookin' like KD and Kyrie (I am)
 My TD Bank is on what? (What?)
 My TD Bank is on Kylie (ayy, ayy)
 Tribeca in the lobby, all these niggas gettin' dodgy (baow)
 When we see 'em, it's a body (ayy, ayy, ayy)
 Fivi (Fivi), Sosa (Sosa), viral (viral), movie (movie)
 I'm in this bitch with the Wooski (I am)
 Ball in the summer like Drew League
 Champagne got me loopy (baow)
 Glizzy Bop lookin' groovy (baow)
 All the demons lookin' moody
 (All the demons lookin' moody) Ayy, ayy, ayy
 Move (move), get out the way (get out the way, lil' bitch), uh
 Say the wrong thing, you'll get shot in your face (baow, yeah)
 Fivi (Fivi), laced (laced), I put the opps in they place (opp)
 Yeah, if you a gangster, then you gotta relate (ayy, ayy, ayy)
 She got a face that you cannot mistake
 She paid for the food and we went on a date
 Head game great, huh, she let me nut on her face, ayy, ayy, ayy
 Uh, every time she link, she come with an eighth (baow)
 Viral, you ain't never make a movie with Drake (baow)
 Sponsor (sponsor), I take a Perc, now I'm turned to a monster (to a monster)
 Uh, I'm in the court like "I'm sorry, your honor" (I'm sorry, your honor, lil' bitch, baow)
 I killed the opp, but I ain't catchin' no karma (baow, baow)
 Yeah, I killed the opp, but I ain't catchin' no karma (ayy, ayy, ayy)
 Fivi (Fivi), Sosa (Sosa), viral (viral), movie (movie)
 I'm in this bitch with the Wooski (I am)
 Ball in the summer like Drew League
 Champagne got me loopy
 Glizzy Bop lookin' groovy (ayy, what?)
 All the demons lookin' moody (what? Ayy, look)
 Ayy, ayy
 Bitch, I'm a demon in the night
 And I'm a shark up underwater (I am)
 I got shooters in New York
 And I got shooters across the border (what?)
 I call Drake and tell him off 'em (Drake)
 Ayy, I call Drake and tell him off 'em (what?)
 If they Woo walk, I probably taught 'em (I did)
 I got the money, they say that I'm gifted
 Fuck sale, so I'm givin' out gift stamps (I am)
 Highway, me and Fivio lifted (what?)
 London, man, I need me a thick bitch (a thick)
 And a Louis bag just so I can fit me the grip in (grip)
 I got the swag, so tell me the difference
 Mike Amiri, best believe they fitted
 She wanna fuck, but I ain't with it
 Headshot, knock him off his fitted
 Punch him out, send that boy to that dentist
 Talkin' Henny, it better be Privilège, ayy
 Baow, what?
 It better be Privilège
 Fivi, Sosa, viral, movie
 I'm in this bitch with the Wooski
 Ball in the summer like Drew League
 Champagne got me loopy
 Glizzy Bop lookin' groovy
 All the demons lookin' moody (what?)
 (All the demons lookin' moody) Ayy, ayy