Demon lyrics

[Intro: P-LO]
Ayy
Yeah
Yeah
(Cal-A made that beat, I had to trip on it), ayy

[Chorus: P-LO]
b*tch, you know we the cleanest
Gang with me, you see we lit
Please don't give me a reason
For that paper, I'm a demon
For the paper, I'm a demon
(I'ma get it one way or another, motherf*cker)

[Verse 1: 22nd Jim]
I ain't pullin' up or wrappin' up that backend (I don't tap in)
Glocks and FN's, f*ck a MAC-10
Tell Keys hit my line when that bag land (Facts)
Still rich out the pack ever since back then (That's a fact)
Other six, size fours, I can't see sh*t (Red)
I don't like a shy b*tch, I need a freak b*tch
I ain't swimming in the shallow, I'm in the deep end
She your b*tch, I only f*ck her on the weekend, n*gga
Taking n*ggas' chains if they suspect (Suspect)
If you ain't talkin' 'bout no money, change the subject
22nd n*ggas got 'em upset (Facts)
b*tch, I'm up now and I'm up next
I'm the n*gga in my city, ain't no secret, n*gga
I'm in the game, middle fingers to the bleachers, n*gga (f*ck 'em)
If it ain't paper, I'm a demon
Type of n*gga make this mobbin' sh*t look easy
It's Jim, n*gga
[Chorus: P-LO]
b*tch, you know we the cleanest
Gang with me, you see we lit
Please don't give me a reason
For that paper, I'm a demon
For the paper, I'm a demon
(I'ma get it one way or another, motherf*cker)

[Verse 2: ALLBLACK]
Don't leave the house without your makeup kit
Diss songs about your real daddy just won't stick
Hey, b*tch, say, b*tch, I know you miss this demon di*k
Please comb Max hair, take off them wack outfits
Now I was gon' let you live, let you mock me in the VIP
But Feed the Children program called me about you, b*tch
They said, "You can save her life for just twenty-five cents"
Soaking wet with boots on, she weigh around 86
Pounds, sit your bad ass down
I heard the circus hiring, they said they need another clown
I keep a chopper for the n*gga, flea collar for b*tches
I pull a grandad on this bungalow and call the pound
2K19 Black Panther, eight thousand miles
2 Minute Drills, update Empire, quick thirty thou'
For that paper, I'm a demon, watch the f*ck out
Open a lil' wider, I'ma skeet off in both of y'all mouth
[Chorus: P-LO & ShooterGang Kony]
b*tch, you know we the cleanest
Gang with me, you see we lit
Please don't give me a reason
For that paper, I'm a demon
(Candlelight, I'ma light these n*ggas up
f*ck you talkin' 'bout, n*gga?)
For the paper, I'm a demon (LO, ayy)
(I'ma get it one way or another, motherf*cker)

[Verse 3: ShooterGang Kony]
I just stepped in, so it must be hot, ayy
Boy, I got a Glock in this LV lunchbox
She ain't tryna come and give me strip, she's a punk rock
Tryna play me and get jumpshot (Stupid)
For that paper, we gon' walk up in your house like I'm a spirit
I get bands just to talk, you ain't even gotta hear it
If I see a sucker in the crowd, then I'ma clear it
If them n*ggas fightin', you should know I'm probably near it
Tell him when to go and he gon' crash for me
Raid the b*tch purse and told her it was lash money
I'm disabled if it ain't about the cash, honey
That's my goer, I could have her climb a draft for me, ugh
Sicker than your n*gga like I should
Name a n*gga colder, I'm the best up out the hood
Gotta keep the metal 'til I make it Hollywood
He ain't movin' like he should, then we gon' burn him like a 'Wood
[Chorus: P-LO]
b*tch, you know we the cleanest
Gang with me, you see we lit
Please don't give me a reason
For that paper, I'm a demon
For the paper, I'm a demon
(I'ma get it one way or another, motherf*cker)