Demon Semen lyrics

[Intro]
Mm-mm-mm (ADD1CT)
Mm (Wesso), mm, mm, yeah

[Verse]
We want demon semen, on that drank I'm dreamin'
That lil' b*tch know that I'm a demon, love me for that reason
Drank in my cup that stuff ain't yellow, it's green
I'm f*ckin' that b*tch and I'ma make sure I feel like I'm dreamin', I feel like I'm motherf*ckin' dreamin'
As long as I'm still breathin', I don't wish, no, I'm not a genie
f*ck that b*tch, she was water like Fiji
Yeah, yeah, yeah, and I'm like John Cena, can't see me
I took his b*tch like, wanna f*ck, you can see me
And I'm f*ckin' that b*tch, she also gon' feed me
That boy work at the [Autobar?], I drive a 'Ghini
That's some motherf*ckin' pus*y, he won't ever see me
I tryna f*ck some twins, GLE-ski, drivin' the Benz
Audemars on my wrist is cool on that Benz
'Bouta f*ck on a b*tch, and I'm f*ckin' her friend (Huh)
I really do this for real (Huh), and all they do is pretend
I'm tired of this sh*t, you a b*tch, I'ma feel like that to the end (Ye-yeah)
Thirty racks for my shoes, they're mad
On my own I was sleepin' on that mattress
I know lil' Redda gon' get a new mansion
Finna work to the end, I was that boy
And lil' Redda didn't know Lenny Kravitz
And you know I'm not no Michael Jackson
'Boutta fill my new name with a Jackson
But I should have grew up with the Jacksons
I'm goin' too crazy, I'm spazzin'
You know lil' Redda do this for real, he's not actin'
I am a wizard with fashion
She know how we do it, the rap is a fashion (Yeah)
[Verse]
We want demon semen, on that drank I'm dreamin'
That lil' b*tch know that I'm a demon, love me for that reason
Drank in my cup that stuff ain't yellow, it's green
I'm f*ckin' that b*tch and I'ma make sure I feel like I'm dreamin', I feel like I'm motherf*ckin' dreamin'
As long as I'm still breathin', I don't wish, no, I'm not a genie
f*ck that b*tch, she was water like Fiji
Yeah, yeah, yeah, and I'm like John Cena, can't see me
I took his b*tch like, wanna f*ck, you can see me
And I'm f*ckin' that b*tch, she also gon' feed me
That boy work at the [Autobar?], I drive a 'Ghini
That's some motherf*ckin' pus*y, he won't ever see me
I tryna f*ck some twins, GLE-ski, drivin' the Benz
Audemars on my wrist is cool on that Benz
'Bouta f*ck on a b*tch, and I'm f*ckin' her friend (Huh)
I really do this for real (Huh), and all they do is pretend
I'm tired of this sh*t, you a b*tch, I'ma feel like that to the end (Ye-yeah)
Thirty racks for my shoes, they're mad
On my own I was sleepin' on that mattress
I know lil' Redda gon' get a new mansion
Finna work to the end, I was that boy
And lil' Redda didn't know Lenny Kravitz
And you know I'm not no Michael Jackson
'Boutta fill my new name with a Jackson
But I should have grew up with the Jacksons
I'm goin' too crazy, I'm spazzin'
You know lil' Redda do this for real, he's not actin'
I am a wizard with fashion
She know how we do it, the rap is a fashion
[Outro]
(ADD1CT)
(Wesso)