Demons - Remix lyrics

by

FinEsseMo


[Intro]
Uhh, Don? pick up
We got donuts, but your girl is still hungry

[Chorus: FinEsseMo]
Ayy, love ain't real and I'm at peace
With all my demons, They some real
Evil ass b*tches, you should meet 'em
I ain't got no time but I got reasons
Then you went behind my back and set me up
f*ck

[Verse 1: FinEsseMo]
I don't need my gun cause I got us
sh*t, now I got my gun I'm finna slide
And f*ck 'em up Ayy you only did it once
But that's enough do that sh*t again
I bet your ass run out of luck Ayy late night
Creepin' through this b*tch look, five minutes
In and out, runnin' through his sh*t
I was broke as f*ck never had sh*t
Now I'm Hollywood, 19, and turnt
In a b*tch, n*gga, f*ck love
I'm just givin' di*k What you expected
b*tch, you knew I want sh*t
Ayy, f*ck 12, n*gga, take a risk
Like, why the f*ck would you bring him
If you knew he was a b*tch?
[Verse 2: Karli Ayada]
Gang like Hugh
And I took your hoe
And I made her straight
She don't want your kitty
She want this di*k
Stop being ghetto and Rachet
I don't like that In a girl, you make me sick
Like, she is my girl
She is not my b*tch, La-La-La-La
Laughin' at me Lil' boy, you ain't slick
She said she got b*tches on me, she wish
Like, you really know you ain't gon' do sh*t
My snow-white bunny Is one of a kind
I don't want thot I'm talking about Ki
But I got a white girl she so fine
She gettin' me hard I'm gettin' her wet
Like, mommy, I just wanna have sex
She treat me like Covid, she give me a test
I just want the ass, I don't with the head
You hit up my phone, I'll leave you on read
Damn, that sh*t was dope
You is not that pretty like how you had hope?
Like, how the hell do you vape to cope?
Uh-huh, uh-huh I'm puffin' on
Cherry, Like wow
How do you puff
On berries?
b*tch, you Tom I'm Jerry
You my son My bag, you carry
Got this ex, she keep on starin
Damn, all of you n*ggas is fake
All this risk, I was willing to take
Like, damn, nobody get no break
Like, gyatt, Baby girl, give me
That cake, Turning 14 goin' to the 8th grade
Like, damn, baby just want me to stay
Like, damn, mommy just want me to play
She Riding me so damn hard without breaks
[Verse 3: FinEsseMo]
Late nights and cold dinners
My mom a cold killer
f*ck it, you can go with 'em
Like, whole gang blow triggers
Bankrolls and gold diggers
Seven, eight, whole figures
Like I don't even know n*ggas
Like sh*t, she don't f*ck with
Broke n*ggas

[Chorus: FinEsseMo]
Ayy, love ain't real and I'm at peace
With all my demons, They some real
Evil ass b*tches, you should meet 'em
I ain't got no time but I got reasons
Then you went behind my back and set me up
f*ck

[Verse 1: FinEsseMo]
I don't need my gun cause I got us
sh*t, now I got my gun I'm finna slide
And f*ck 'em up Ayy you only did it once
But that's enough do that sh*t again
I bet your ass run out of luck Ayy
[Chorus: FinEsseMo]
Ayy, love ain't real and I'm at peace
With all my demons, They some real
Evil ass b*tches, you should meet 'em
I ain't got no time but I got reasons
Then you went behind my back and set me up
f*ck
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